(he bites his tongue for the temptation to say something disparaging about night city in comparison to the glory of japan, if only that he still finds himself off-kilter. at her offer, though, oda nods.)
A drink, then. (oda follows behind her, graced for the first time by the back of her dress---or lack thereof. it is a lot of skin to show and enough to temporarily short-circuit him with memories of their tryst.
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A drink, then. (oda follows behind her, graced for the first time by the back of her dress---or lack thereof. it is a lot of skin to show and enough to temporarily short-circuit him with memories of their tryst.
sitting beside sombra, he orders a beer as well.)
You have been well?