Snapping out of their sudden trance, Nit watched, still having somewhat of a dazed look on their face, as Axe crept into her little dungeon.  They decided on following her lead since they did not really have anything to do at the moment. Marcial took their phone away, and forty miles from here was everything else. Though before they entered the girl's room, Nit looked back at Marcial, who had his hand wrapped around the doorknob of the entrance and was looking out the window. Something devious in mind, surely, as they delicately strode towards their advisor.<br/><br/>It started with some trickster words, then escalated to the locking of eyes. The two were calm when they chatted, but Marcial ended up being far from satisfied when he felt his pocket quiver and puke out a thin, black block onto Nit's bandaged palm. The clock giggled right in his face and kept the block far from Marcial's grasp before the man gave in and let them take it, annoyance prominent in their tone. Nit claimed that they needed it to call a "friend" who remained anonymous despite Marcial's insistence to know. Nit playfully rubbed the man's hair before they crept away into the hall and, slowly, into Axe's room.<br/><br/>Despite not having any apparent mechanisms for smelling, Nit most definitely got a whiff of what seemed like a candy-esque scent. Not really favoring the aroma, they almost immediately gulped back a slight gag so as to not upset their love. As they took a look around, Nit also deduced that this room was probably the most lively of all, coated with all these vivid posters containing all these strange characters. They could recognize a few, but for the most part none of these series really interested them. In their train of thought, Nit got their foot tangled in one of the many garments on the floor and nearly tripped on it. Grumbling and blushing from embarrassment, Nit kicked it away and began tentatively traversing this ocean of clothing, kicking more and more garments aside until they reached the recliner. They threw themselves on it, landing rump first and stretching themselves on it before pulling out their device.<br/><br/>In the dullish light, Nit's noggin glimmered in a slight but aesthetically pleasing fashion. Looking over at Axe at her workplace with a dreamy-looking eye, they cleared their throat and exchanged their first line of charming dialogue that they would most certainly remember in a time far from now...<br/><br/>"<span style="font-family: courier;">Hey, uh... What's the Wi-Fi password?</span>"