Shu stood in the doorway, a shaking hand supporting Mademoiselle while the other laid across her lap, trying to keep both of them steady. Her eyes had already adjusted to the dark, but there’s no comfort to be found in the vague shapes she can see. Ayumu had left in the afternoon for ‘work’ a city over, Mika had tucked her in and made a fuss over her after admitting he had to follow Ayumu, but Dennis had stayed. She could make out his form now, an intrusion on an otherwise inoffensive looking bed.

“Tomoya-kun!” Mika barged into the little office, all but slamming the door behind him in his boundless excitement. Tomoya jumped in his seat, staring at Mika with the alarmed eyes of a prey animal.