[her eyebrow lifts, and she takes a breath, makes a decision, and picks up the small bottle of sake. it's only half full, so when she simply decides to drink the whole thing herself, the coughing afterwards isn't as bad as it could be. but it makes a statement. he's going to have to be patient before he can avoid his thoughts.

ugh. not her best move.]

Nothing stops you from making your own pact with him, Ryouma. I told you about it because I thought you'd have the sense to pick up the implication and do your own ceremony. I'm sure if you called him this very moment for it, he'd be here in under a half hour, ready. The answer to your lamentations is simple - reach out to him.

[one more cough. she really isn't used to this.]

When's the last time you asked to spend time with him? Not drinking, not sleeping together - just spending time doing something that has nothing to do with work. I'm aware that phone of yours is still functional, after all.