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[ He doesn't think much of the action, just the slightest - smallest movement to pull her just a tiny bit closer to him. He sighs easily, letting his arm relax over her shoulder. For Chroma. He tells himself the same thing. It's exclusively for Chroma. Not because it's comfortable and familiar and safe. Not because he knows that for everything he's done for her, she's done so much more for him. He's convinced himself it's a need, not a want.

He notices the way that she's talking about Heaven's Door, but doesn't consider the reasoning. It doesn't really matter to him why she shifted the way she talked about him. ]

He probably prefers I use him to help.

[ Rather than stealing pages from people's stories, reading through their lives. ]

Not that I've asked.

That'd be just like asking yourself, though, right? So probably you already know the answer to that, anyway.

[This is really nice. And it's definitely a significant increase in Chroma production, being tucked under Rohan's arm instead of just holding his hand. And obviously he needs it after using his Stand to help her, so doing this, she's helping. It's just helping. It's fine. Just helping, that's all.

She closes her eyes for a minute, letting the pull of his walking pace carry her easily along with him, and thinks about what a shame it's going to be when they eventually do get back to her flat. Still, there's plenty of walk left until then. This will last a little longer.]

If you think he prefers it that way, then I think that means you like it better that way, too.

[ It's comfortable. It's easy. He's pretty content. He doesn't usually like to have people this close to him and in his space, with few - very few - exceptions. But, this is normal. And, he might even admit to liking it. Not when anyone can hear or see it, of course. ]

Maybe so.

[ He won't admit that he likes his stand for anything more how easy it is to get to learn things about people. That he can skip the interview and get to know you process for people he doesn't really want to spend much time talking to. He likes it because of that. But, maybe Heaven's Door is a part of who he is now, rather than who he was when he got his stand. He has...found that he's fighting a lot harder and helping more people. ]

I think you have a lot of faith in me.

[ The way he says it, though. It doesn't sound like it's a bad thing. ]

I mean, I get it.

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Well, you're a pretty great guy, Rohan Kishibe.

[She's teasing, just a little, because of course it's not that simple or that easy. But she may be one of the only people in the entire world who could say that in earnest and absolutely mean it, and she does. It adds a touch of lightness to her step, even, and brings a smile easily to her face.]

And if I had to bet, I'd bet on you every time.

[ He's amused. He tugs her closer to him for a moment, almost playful? Just a little. And, his response to that is: ]

I know I am.

[ Ah, yes, there it is. There's that ego. He sighs. He feels relaxed as he walks there, arm draped over his shoulders. There's a slight indignant look despite what he says. Damn. She really knows how to get him. ]

Well, depending on what it is that you're betting on me for - that's usually a good choice.

[ But. There's some reluctance in his next words. ]

I'm glad you're rooting for me, though.

[It's so rare of Rohan to offer physical affection — or affection at all, really, but especially physical affection — that she knows better than to squander this. He tugs, and she slouches against him in response, leaning on him just for the sake of the contact.]

Yeah...

[That's all she says by way of reply for a little while, distracted by the feeling of being held, and the warmth of his proximity against the chill in the midnight air.]

Mmm. I'm betting on you to win, what else?

[ He's realizing, with her, that if he's the one offering it? It feels so easy. It feels so nice. He enjoys the closeness. Maybe it's Reimi, though? He doesn't know.

It's not like he's let anyone here get that close to him. Or at home, really. ]

Well don't bet on me if Josuke and I are playing dice games. He cheats.

[ Oops. ]

I think that's all the more reason to. I can't imagine you letting anybody get the better of you, cheater or not. Actually, especially not if they were cheating.

[But it's not like she didn't just see what he did there, and she picks her head up a little, angling her chin to look up at him with quiet scrutiny.]

But anyway, I know you want me to ask, so okay, I will. What did Josuke do, huh?

[ Of course he wanted to talk about it. And it's not totally shocking Reimi saw right through it. He thought back to that game. ]

One time, Josuke asked me to gamble with some dice with him.

[ A gentle tug on her and he tilts his head to look right at her. ]

And I stupidly agreed. And he was cheating, of course. In the mess of it all, my house caught fire. I still haven't figured out how, though. He didn't give me the chance to.

[ And he won't mention the whole - chopping off the fingers bit. Reimi absolutely didn't need to know that. ]

[Well, if that's not a reason to screech to a halt right there in the middle of the sidewalk, what is?]

Your house caught fire?

[what the absolute fresh hell were you guys even doing while she was minding her own business in that alley good grief]

Rohan! What — you — were you okay?! You didn't get hurt?! Rohan!!

[ Oh yeah. That. Hahaha. Yeah, he didn't mean to make it sound so casual, because it sucked and ruined a lot of stuff he liked. ]

I was, and am fine. I wasn't hurt at all.

[ t o t a l l y fine. ]

You saw me after that, you know. And I looked fine, right?

...I guess I did, since you all came to say goodbye. And you did look okay then...

[There is one saving grace in the world and it is the fact that Bites The Dust overwrote the time stream every time it reset, which is why Reimi doesn't remember having to watch Rohan die and pass through her alley over and over again. Small mercies.]

You really — you really need to stop getting into trouble. Don't make me worry about you!

Yes. That was before we beat Kira.

[ See, that's why he's so unscathed when she sees him at that time. He knows she has nothing to worry about. It was fine. And at least there's no memories of the 'could have been' moments. She never had to see him die. And he stayed alive, with the help of others, of course. And he knows it. ]

You worry about me? I'm fine, Reimi. I'll be fine.

[ Matter of factly: ]

You don't need to worry about me anymore.

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