"That's what you said, earlier." Ayumu hesitated for another moment, then almost cautiously moved over to sit on the edge of the bed by Robin, only as far away from him as she could get. She wouldn't want to impose on him, make him uncomfortable by her presence, was what her body language said.

Ayumu sighed again and toyed with a stray lock of hair that had escaped her improvised hairdo, idly twining it about her finger and releasing it again. "So what happens now? When the night ends, I mean?"