[Whether or not Takasugi believes Keaton's bold assertion, he'll hold him to it. Remind him of those words, when something emotional crops up, like say... morals?
Though those take some sort of intelligence, and Takasugi's beginning to wonder.
He levies the hybrid with a long stare. A drawn out blink.]
Show me how you want to sleep.
[Takasugi slides from the bed to his feet. The size of it leaves much to be desired for two people, but he's slept in far worse conditions than nestled up to a (flea ridden?) dog.]
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Though those take some sort of intelligence, and Takasugi's beginning to wonder.
He levies the hybrid with a long stare. A drawn out blink.]
Show me how you want to sleep.
[Takasugi slides from the bed to his feet. The size of it leaves much to be desired for two people, but he's slept in far worse conditions than nestled up to a (flea ridden?) dog.]