[She's straddling him and she isn't even naked! Poor Brosuke, his life is hard. Or at least just plenty uncomfortable.
Now she just looks unamused, still blushing and absolutely getting the hint.]
A... dream. About me. [Her tone is so flat. She knows, Yosuke. She knows. Which begs the question how does she know Yosuke is often a victim of dreams like that. The answer, of course, is Teddie. Not that she couldn't deduce it herself given Yosuke being... Yosuke. But it just wasn't something she wanted to think about in general. .... And it's not like she was immune to those types of dreams herself. But that was besides the point.
Well, she hasn't murdered him yet so that's a step in the right direction. She is sort of glaring at him though. Like maybe she's considering it.]
That kind of a dream. About me? [She also sounds kind of... surprised?]
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Now she just looks unamused, still blushing and absolutely getting the hint.]
A... dream. About me. [Her tone is so flat. She knows, Yosuke. She knows. Which begs the question how does she know Yosuke is often a victim of dreams like that. The answer, of course, is Teddie. Not that she couldn't deduce it herself given Yosuke being... Yosuke. But it just wasn't something she wanted to think about in general. .... And it's not like she was immune to those types of dreams herself. But that was besides the point.
Well, she hasn't murdered him yet so that's a step in the right direction. She is sort of glaring at him though. Like maybe she's considering it.]
That kind of a dream. About me? [She also sounds kind of... surprised?]