This meeting was going about as well as a three-legged dog on sedatives. First Reno decided to actually take Kio up on the flirting, then they were attacked by the Killer Deck of Cards and now the redhead was practically inviting him to waltz right into his pants. Of course, all options considered, it was an inviting proposition, such as it was.

Of course, it wouldn't make for a great story back home. 'I got taken to this asylum, giant rats tried to eat me, they took my lollipops, I met a zombie and slept with a guy I hardly knew.' To Kio it sounded like a long version of 'I sold my art for a piece of redhead.'

"I don't particularly like the thought of being sedated, that's all." His hand travelled up the man neck, his fingers slowly mapping out his skin. Kio had sometimes done the same with Sou-chan, in those times when his friend was asleep from the pain medication. He knew every nook in his friend's collarbone, every indentation, every muscle, twitching under his touch. Reno was not Sou-chan, not in the least, but in this crazy place, he would probably do. Smiling again, leaning forward even more, until his face was so close to Reno's he could see himself reflected in the man's eyes, he added, "You might, of course, prefer someone a bit more... maleable, in which case, please, do call for the nurse."