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[The video's not very clear when it comes on; it's dark and gloomy, showing hints of thick dust and cobwebs--a glimpse of a window reveals deep fog--and then it shifts to Rita's wide-eyed face. When she speaks, she's trying very hard to pretend she's calm...and failing pretty horribly.]

I-is anyone else stuck in this weirdo place? I mean, it's not like I need help or anything, but-

[A loud creak and sudden clatter of footsteps interrupts her, the shutters to the window abruptly blowing open, and she jumps with a yelp.] Aah--! Uh--it's not sc--just where's the exit, already?!

[Maybe realizing that the video's still recording her little freak-out, she quickly shuts it off.]

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[ And now he's thinking about what she did before - he wouldn't actually dream of that at all, right? He knows he didn't, but wouldn't is important now. ]

Then just admit you were dreaming about cats!

[In the back of her mind, Rita kind of wonders if he does, too, or if she would dream about him...Flustered, she snaps back-]

I don't have to admit anything!

Then don't.

[ He rolls onto his back and looks up at the ceiling. He doesn't usually dream of people in a positive light... (Or cute light or humourous light...) Definitely didn't dream of her. ]

You still were.

[Rita sits up with her legs crossed--she kicked off her slippers at some point--and grumbles a reply, face still flushed.]

Believe whatever you want.

[ Why is she sitting up? He looks over at her again, noting how flushed her face is, but not feeling bad about it right now. ]

...Did you sleep well, though?

[At this point, she's too awake to go back to sleep again. For the little while that she slept, it was pretty restful, though.]

...Yeah. [Some of her grumpiness goes away, and she glances over at him.] So you really didn't sleep?

[ He sighs quietly. ] Nah... I was trying not to at first, but I'm not used to sleeping with anyone, so it was harder than it usually is...

I'm glad you slept well, though.

Oh, yeah... [That answer makes sense, though now she's wondering why he insisted they both sleep on the floor...

Casually, though, she continues-] It wasn't a problem for me. I usually sleep with Estelle, anyway.

[ Because asking if they had spare rooms might have gotten awkward...

When she answers, though, he stares up at her. ] You do?

[ How does Estelle do it? ]

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[Forever a mystery...

Rita raises an eyebrow, wondering why he seems surprised.] Yeah. We used to share beds at inns sometimes, too.

[ Yep... :( ]

Oh... [ He's still surprised. She seems so casual about it... ] I didn't think you were the type that liked doing that... [ It's not like this is the same situation as travelling and having limited beds... ]

[Estelle was probably the one who insisted when they were the only two girls, and eventually Rita got used to it. It seems pretty normal to her now.]

Huh? Then what "type" am I?

[ It's still strange for Tyr, though, to see her as the type that cuddles with Estelle. Estelle would probably openly think her acting like a cat is cute, too...

His response is simple and without any sort of malice. ] The type that likes to sleep alone...

[Of course, Rita would deny that any cuddling happens. (It probably does, too.)

Since he's not making fun of her, she gives it a bit of actual thought.] Hmm...I wouldn't say I like it or dislike it. It's just how things were.

[ And her denying it would just confirm that it does... ]

And you two just decided you might as well keep it up here? [ He guesses that's reasonable. ]

[N-not like she'd be tsun about it or anything-!!]

Yeah. When she came back, anyway. Before, it was...[Her expression turns a bit more grim. Originally, it was after the nightmare curse.] Estelle needed it.

[ We already established that Rita never tsuns! ]

[ When the air around her changes, he sits up on his elbows. That look makes him concerned, but he doesn't know what to say, and he just falls silent for a minute. ]

... She probably likes having you close anyway.

[ It comes out awkwardly, but it's the best he could think of without totally changing the topic in case Rita wanted to continue. ]

[Yeah! So it's not even a question...!]

[Rita nods. It'd be easier to talk about it with Tyr since they kind of went through it together...or, thinking back to what happened in her dream...probably not.]

...Yeah. [Her reply comes out awkwardly too, and then she sort of tries to move on.] But she doesn't know, so--now it's just...It's nice.

[ Nope-! ]

[ He offers her a weak smile. ] Then it should stay just being nice...

[ He doesn't know exactly what happened that caused them to start sleeping together here before, but he can tell it disturbed Rita...and knowing how bad things turned last October and the surrounding months, he doesn't doubt that Estelle would need Rita.

After a moment, he carefully asks- ] ...Is it still on your mind, though?

[There's not really any reason for her to lie...besides not giving away her weakness and insecurity, but this is Tyr. So she looks down and nods.]

It's just that it's October again. It's better that she doesn't know what happened last year, but I don't want her to go through anything like that again.

[ So it was about this month... He's not surprised that she's torn up about it, but seeing her show it...that makes him worry about the two of them more. Taking a deep breath, he shakes his head. ]

We know better now, so we can make sure she doesn't... She doesn't need to know anything about it.

I know. I'm not going to tell her. [Unless Estelle really pressed; Rita can't lie to her.] But you know how curses are. She could find out, anyway, or...Or it could happen again.

[ He pushes himself up then to sit properly beside her. But she's right - Estelle could find out, either by being shown or by being hurt again - and they can't stop that. He looks down at the sheets, unsure of what to tell her. ]

...

You're right... But...there's no point to worrying about it either... If that ever happens again, the best we could do is try to get her out...

[Now that her mind's on it again, it's hard not to worry. She wasn't able to stop anything last year, so she's not very optimistic about their chances this time, either. Especially after those ghosts...]

...I hate these curses. If it weren't for those, I wouldn't care about being here. [She might even like it in some ways--mostly for the friends she's made.]

[ He falls silent again, looking over at her darkly. This doesn't even feel like it's just about last October now. ]

... Me either. We need to put up with them until we can find a way to stop them, though...

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