Cherished memories

....What happened? I think I recalled I was in some sort of HGW, fighting for fear life, and co-working with an servant. Last I remembered was some sort of thing I fell into, with their voice and hand reaching for mine, but it was too late. By some sort of function, I wake up to the sound of a... er... A lady in a bunnysuit? Is that what it’s called?

As  soon  as  he  notices  the  small  sweat,  he  puts  the  cup  down, merely  noting  it, but  chooses  not  to  bring  it  up, since  he  decided  it’s  not  best  to  make  some  fair  maiden very…  uncomfortable  around  him, as  Hakunon  looks  uncomfortable  enough. Even  so  it’s  late,  the  male  is  restless  at  the  fact  of  seeing  someone  like  her  around.   「Yeah, I  am.  What  about  it?」

kinda of an another post, but i am gaming for maybe 1-2 days w/ my group.

          “I don’t share well when it comes to my wife, and it’s a pain to have to share my best friend as well.” He doesn’t exactly sound proud, but he does sound matter of fact. “As for anyone else… I’ll actually welcome the help in wrangling Arthur and the other knights. Do you know how many Arthurs there are here? I am sorely out numbered and lacking in responsible adults.”

Rokrou’s  amber  eyes  widen  at  the  fact  that  the  ghost  lady  couldn’t  remember, aside  from  her  possible  sibling,  and  her  real  name. It  slightly  reminded  his  brother,  in  a strange  way.  「The  name  is  Rokurou.  It’s  a  pleasure  to  meet  you,  Hakunon-chan.」His  tone  is  lightly  sweet,  maybe  a  bit  flirty  on  the  ‘chan’  part. With  prompt,  the  war  demon  grabs  her  cup, before  gulping  it  down. He  feels  bad  for  her, unable  to  drink  or  eat  again.  Hell,  even  touching  would  be  impossible. 「Do  you  normally  pop  out  when  it’s  night?」 ….Do  Ghosts  fight?

I won’t lie. It felt oddly uncomfortable, seeing someone solid as Rokurou, who is  able to drink her cup of water. I forge a smile towards him, not wanting to appear as weak to my own emotions, thus answering his own question, “Mhm. I usually do. I have popped out during daytime but...” What I am wearing is seen as bridal-like, & don’t want to spread the rumors of a ridden bridal ghost, with some generic backstory.