Somehow, the woman on the altar feels so much more familiar but he knows, too, that judging from her inability to argue with the accusation and awkwardness that it could be drug or magic related.
But, it's the tears in her eyes that really catch his attention before that reaction to her bare skin. Looking back the woman clinging to him, he slowly goes to rise to his feet and pull the other with him the same.is he really going to have to continue on with the both of them? The door is locked. Saitou has ended up looking away from both of them in their bare states, swallowing back questions of what exactly is happening here with this altar.
"What is going on...?" Does the other woman have any ability to make better explanation.
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But, it's the tears in her eyes that really catch his attention before that reaction to her bare skin. Looking back the woman clinging to him, he slowly goes to rise to his feet and pull the other with him the same.is he really going to have to continue on with the both of them? The door is locked. Saitou has ended up looking away from both of them in their bare states, swallowing back questions of what exactly is happening here with this altar.
"What is going on...?" Does the other woman have any ability to make better explanation.