"...Staying here?" He finishes for her, the strong and long fingers sliding through the damp strands of the former gymnast's hair, "For a little while, at least..."<br/><br/>Another lick along her throat and he zips back about two feet, "Hikari?  'Light'?  Ironic sort of name for one such as you..."<br/><br/>The odd eyes look over the tiny frame still presses up against her dresser.  It's clear he's looking her over, starting from the toes, slowly sliding up over the well-shaped calves, full thighs, barely hidden hips, rising up over the flat stomach, and yet he doesn't linger on her chest, but takes it in as he finishes off the scan at her face, "Very nice, what one would expect from your kind.  Although there's an oddity or two..."<br/><br/>A blink and he's somehow behind and to the left, his nose taking in a scent, the hot breath blowing on the back of her ear as he exhales, "Well, well, well, there's someone I've not seen in a long while..."<br/><br/>Another flash of motion (how does he move so fast?) and Hitomaru is back in front her, face so very close, "So you've...  Met...  Goroi?  This could be fun..."