Tsume lifted one eyebrow, and looked back at her muzzled canine. "I'd love to let you shower in peace. Mind releasing that jutsu first? And then we'll leave you to washing off grime and musk, happily." She paused, hearing her own words.

Musk? Inhaling softly, she caught it again, even under the heavy smell of hamster blood. There wasn't any point in pretending she hadn't smelled it, not after what she'd said. Besides, it wasn't like the two men hadn't had sex before. Her gaze flicked away, studying the remote corners of the ceiling. "You both got back safe?"

Not that she really needed to hear it. She didn't. She could check at the front desk and make sure Ryouma was in his room, rather than in the hospital. Blowflies, she could go knock on his bear stung door and see him for herself.

She wasn't sure she wanted to. Something burned hot and sharp in her chest. It was good that Ryouma and Kakashi were--whatever they were. It meant Ryouma would stop looking to her for anything other than... than whatever they were. She still didn't look at Kakashi.