[ No one can say he didn't try, and if that's how it's going to be then. He murmurs in Japanese that same phrase he said to Erhard weeks ago.
"δ»ζΉγγͺγ, it can't be helped. "
It's much the same as last time, except the drowsiness finds Erhard sooner given the starting lower total blood volume. Again he takes his fill, ignoring the voice in his head that says he's playing with fire by being this greedy twice in a row. Next week he'll have to be really careful.
But that's a problem for future, not the present. ]
[Anyone listening at the door might think Erhard is trysting with someone, such is the quiet groan he makes. He doesn't dare open his eyes, his head swimming in a way that ensures he'll be dizzy if he does. Instead he focuses on the warm weightlessness, the soft sounds of Natsuno feeding.]
... thank you....
[It's barely a whisper, but he knows Natsuno will hear it. They're using each other, but it doesn't matter. With this, he'll sleep, and with sleep he'll regain control of himself.]
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Yes....
[He offers his arm and waits, already finding some measure of calm in knowing what's coming.]
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"δ»ζΉγγͺγ, it can't be helped. "
It's much the same as last time, except the drowsiness finds Erhard sooner given the starting lower total blood volume. Again he takes his fill, ignoring the voice in his head that says he's playing with fire by being this greedy twice in a row. Next week he'll have to be really careful.
But that's a problem for future, not the present. ]
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... thank you....
[It's barely a whisper, but he knows Natsuno will hear it. They're using each other, but it doesn't matter. With this, he'll sleep, and with sleep he'll regain control of himself.]