Outside, the night had grown chilly, but of course it mattered little to me with the strange system perk. Even still, without any comment… the stupid wolf right on my heels shrugged out of her red coat and held it out to me after we exited onto the street.
Her eyebrow raised as mine narrowed. I couldn't help but remember the blazer still in my things. I took it so very, very reluctantly from her… while turning off my Tolerance.
"It's just a jacket, Citra. Not some proof you've accepted anything permanent."
Sliding my arms into too long sleeves that were still a bit warm just from the period of time she wore it down the skyscraper, I fought against the urge to bury my nose in the collar - and her scent - while airing out my own dupatta with one hand.
Stiffly stepping forward, I then slung it around her neck, just once, before turning around. I had to, as she had looked at me with… with that look on her face. Like I'm doing something special and meaningful.
