It's the hotel, sort of. A bit of a blur of many worlds. That hotel room where Al and Barma go to the S&M club... if Ryo wanders in there alone, he'll meet all sorts of new people.
He laps up the affection, and ducks his head to hide a smile. He pretends it's because he was looking at his knee.
"My knee," lifting it, "is bad. And my right hand--the middle finger is a bit funny. I know, people think I'm joking, but I had an accident with that hand, so I can't feel it now. Or move it, really. But otherwise, I'll take what you can give me."
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Reaching and putting a hand through his hair.
"All right. Remind me of any injuries? Even minor-"
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"My knee," lifting it, "is bad. And my right hand--the middle finger is a bit funny. I know, people think I'm joking, but I had an accident with that hand, so I can't feel it now. Or move it, really. But otherwise, I'll take what you can give me."