[ There is some comfort that he wasn't the only one subjected to such an unceremonious entrance. Less comfortable is the reminder that someone so tied to him isn't here. It feels...empty without her by his side, like a part of him is missing. In a way, that's exactly what it is.
Ryouma manages a tired smile. ]
No, she's not...I was almost hoping someone had seen her here and we'd just been separated.
[ But that's just wishful thinking. ]
I'll be okay on my own. You can still count on me, Master.
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Ryouma manages a tired smile. ]
No, she's not...I was almost hoping someone had seen her here and we'd just been separated.
[ But that's just wishful thinking. ]
I'll be okay on my own. You can still count on me, Master.