( she has, because natsume is staring at the ceiling, out the skylight, wondering just who's looking at him if he can't see anyone there—
he slowly gets up and sits for a moment, mulling it over, before he pushes himself to standing and opens the door for her. it's nice, seeing helena. he smiles despite the fact she can't see it, small and warm, and lets it drop just as quickly. )
Hello THERE, Little Bat. To what do I owe the pleasure of your compaNY?
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he slowly gets up and sits for a moment, mulling it over, before he pushes himself to standing and opens the door for her. it's nice, seeing helena. he smiles despite the fact she can't see it, small and warm, and lets it drop just as quickly. )
Hello THERE, Little Bat. To what do I owe the pleasure of your compaNY?