[ There's a slight shift in his demeanor when the daemon claims such a thing, a smile being the only thing he gives, if even a little on the sad side and with his gaze drifting from Rokurou. ]
You said you'd be out of here at the end of the week, right?
[ He walks around the bed to gather up those books and neatly pile them together for Rokurou. ]
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You said you'd be out of here at the end of the week, right?
[ He walks around the bed to gather up those books and neatly pile them together for Rokurou. ]
Not going to be shipped off to jail or something?