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[sunshrouded]

Is this how it works? Ha! Got it!

Hey, this is the equivalent of getting in touch with the mighty Kumou Tenka - yours truly - if I'm otherwise busy. Tell me what you need and I'll get back to you as soon as possible! Talk to you soon.

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[sunshrouded]

[Tenka's hand falls then, moving back to go underneath the blanket because it's cold alright, he'd rather not deal with it. But then he's just snorting faintly at that because-]

Let me savor this moment of you admitting that I'm right about something important.

[Because despite their tendency to give really parallel advice to the same kids that are important to them, they do have a miraculously to actually butt heads sometimes when they're still talking now. So Tenka will happily claim this moment of victory, even those arguments are ancient by now.]

[deontology]

[..... ... ........]

Shut up, Tenka.

[Succinct and certain.

Ah yes. This is familiar.]

[sunshrouded]

[So familiar.

But Tenka's just going to laugh before rolling over to turn away and he's settling his head on the pillow now, yep.]

G'night, Sousei.

[deontology]

[By all rights, he should kick Tenka out. This futon is not big enough for both of them comfortably, and they really aren't children anymore. But if Tenka really does need this, after a week of being passed over and incorporeal...

Sousei really can't seem to bring himself to.

And it certainly doesn't help that he could not find Tenka himself, that entire time.

So in response, he settles down to catch a few more hours' sleep as well.]

...Goodnight.