[Ryuko called his bluff, leaning in and resting herself on him, albeit throwing a couple elbows. It was par for course, at least. When she pressed against his side again, Nero's arm bent at the shoulder naturally and ended up resting on her shoulder, draping over Ryuko almost fondly.
Shoot. He hadn't intended on that but the shove on Ryuko's part did the trick. At the last moment, Nero decided to play it off. He sealed up his shocked expression with a readied, calm grin.
Meanwhile, his head went a bit foggy. It was a solid way to retaliate. Nero considered just how close they were and he measured about a few millimeters of clothing and little else. Ryuko was flush against him that way and he had to consider how difficult it would be to clear off the couch with it intact. Nero quietly dug his fingers into his other thigh, taking a deep breath. Relax.]
And miss the... whatever the hell this is? [There was a lady on the screen, scantily clad and being chased by a giant paper mache ghost. Total chick flick.]
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Shoot. He hadn't intended on that but the shove on Ryuko's part did the trick. At the last moment, Nero decided to play it off. He sealed up his shocked expression with a readied, calm grin.
Meanwhile, his head went a bit foggy. It was a solid way to retaliate. Nero considered just how close they were and he measured about a few millimeters of clothing and little else. Ryuko was flush against him that way and he had to consider how difficult it would be to clear off the couch with it intact. Nero quietly dug his fingers into his other thigh, taking a deep breath. Relax.]
And miss the... whatever the hell this is? [There was a lady on the screen, scantily clad and being chased by a giant paper mache ghost. Total chick flick.]
Glad we're on board.