[C'mon Luka, look at those long flowing golden locks, that pale soft skin, those piercing red eyes - anyone would be left speechless by Rachel, right?
You aren't weird. Please don't give too much thought to why you're staring.]
Not at all, Miss Megurine. [She leans over slightly to usher Luka in, oh hey that nightgown hangs off her small frame slightly - okay stop staring stop staring this is going in a very bad direction morally and legally speaking - and then once Luka is in she shuts the door behind her, ushering her to the table in the center of the room.
Luka'll note that apparently Rachel got the nicest room in the building. It looks like a ridiculous parody of a mansion bedroom, wide and sweeping with grand curtains and a huge bed and a large TV (that Rachel hasn't touched at all), and at least four different mirrors. Much, much nicer than Luka's. It might take up the entire twelfth floor by itself.]
Now, how do you prefer your tea? [She shoots the bottle a glance.] I won't begrudge you a drink, but you should save that for later - the alcohol might numb your taste.
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You aren't weird. Please don't give too much thought to why you're staring.]
Not at all, Miss Megurine. [She leans over slightly to usher Luka in, oh hey that nightgown hangs off her small frame slightly - okay stop staring stop staring this is going in a very bad direction morally and legally speaking - and then once Luka is in she shuts the door behind her, ushering her to the table in the center of the room.
Luka'll note that apparently Rachel got the nicest room in the building. It looks like a ridiculous parody of a mansion bedroom, wide and sweeping with grand curtains and a huge bed and a large TV (that Rachel hasn't touched at all), and at least four different mirrors. Much, much nicer than Luka's. It might take up the entire twelfth floor by itself.]
Now, how do you prefer your tea? [She shoots the bottle a glance.] I won't begrudge you a drink, but you should save that for later - the alcohol might numb your taste.