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[She makes a sympathetic hum.]

That sucks. [A week is awfully long...she'd spent some time herself being Thumbelina sized and then a few days being super sensitive to light and that hadn't been fun at all. But then she's grinning again.]

Sooooo...are you going to model it?

[It was a serious pain, and a hindrance to working.

Thankfully Kaoru doesn't know about the giant paws and feline ears that came along with it.]

... why?

Because I want to see it!

[Duh.]

... but what if I don't want to?

[...well. Without Aoi to teleport the clothes on him there's really nothing she can do.]

What if I ask really, really nicely?

[Good.]

... its a total pain to put on, though! Seriously, its not like it makes me look any better or anythin'.

But I want to see it!

... if I keep sayin' no, are you gonna sic Shiho on me?

I wouldn't have to sic her on you. If she found out you had this outfit she'd come all on her own.

[Fuck.]

You wouldn't.

Wouldn't I?

Monster.

[Said with love, of course]

An adorable monster, right?

A goddamn troll.

[BUT. He's getting up.]

As long as I'm cute, I don't mind what you call me.

[Because he doesn't mean it, so it's fine.]

...and as long as you wear this!

[Because you're clearly getting up to come put this outfit on, right?]

[Really, he wants to just. Toss it out the window. Or light it on fire. But he knows he'll just upset her and get hounded about it for weeks after.

He takes it with a scowl and stomps out of the room, intending to go somewhere she can't watch him change.]

[She'd probably laugh...but definitely hound him about it for weeks after.

She's smiling and she'll wait patiently for him to get back.]

[He still could burn it, but...

He'll be nice.

Even if this outfit is ridiculous, and he is scowling when he comes back.]

I hate this.

Why? [She's going to make a circle around him if he doesn't try to stop her.] You look great! Very...princely.

It's uncomfortable! Not even my school uniform is this stuffy!

You have to make some sacrifice to be a prince.

I don't wanna be a prince.

[Ooh.

Something about that touched a nerve.

He's not angry, not by a long shot, but something in his tone is cold. Something in his eyes is distant. He might be more familiar with 'prince' than he let on during the event.]

Can I change now?

[She sees it and all the laughter and teasing disappears. She reaches out to touch his shoulder, because her feet are off the ground which makes it more awkward to take his hand.]

Rin?

[She looks concerned now.]

What is it?

[Rin scowls as he starts undoing the buttons on the jacket.]

... Satan is basically the king of Gehenna.

[So he kind of already is a prince, so to speak?]

When... when I lost control in front of my classmates I was outed to the entire Order. I got dragged in front of the Gregori to stand trial. I woulda been executed if not for Mephisto, but the way he "saved" me [air quotes included] was by makin' a bet with them.

Was I gonna be the "savior of Assiah" or a "demon king of Gehenna". Worse still... I only had a half a year to prove myself, and if I failed my exorcist exam I was gonna be executed.

[...damn it. She really stepped on a landmine there.

He's going to find it hard to keep undoing the buttons in a second because she reaches out to hug him.]

You shouldn't have to deal with that bullshit. You're your own person! Who gives a crap who your dad is?

[But god...she understood. If someone had told her to be a 'queen' she'd probably react the same way.]

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