Kate hugs him back softly, her breasts pressed up against his body warmly, most likely causing Riku to remember how beautiful he thought she was when he first saw her. "Door's locked, dear. You're still on detention, remember," she tells him.<br/><br/>The table that appeared to be vacant happened to be the one that Artair was using. The little micro fox lay on his back happily, his mechanical arm resting by his side, his goggles up on his forehead, holding some of his messy brown hair in check.