\nAn individual of duller perception might have assumed se was seeking younger patients
\nto entertain. A fool might have lashed out in a misguided effort to drive hir
\naway.<\/p>\n
\nIt was not Seiichi’s judgment that was numb, and no one could call him a
\nfool. “May I help you?” he rasped, and it galled him to find himself
\ngrateful for the ability to speak. Moving a hand to the call button, just in case,
\nwould have given away his weakness, and gained nothing, so he kept his hands folded
\nand seethed at his body’s betrayal.<\/p>\n
\nBelial smiled. “One,” se said, “was inclined to ask you the
\nsame.”<\/p>\n
\nThere were a multitude of possible responses to that. Seiichi considered hir smile,
\nand tilted his head oh-so-carefully to the side. “I’m listening,”
\nhe murmured. “Go on.”<\/p>\n
\nBelial sat, and made hir offer.<\/p>\n
In the end, neither was surprised that he accepted it. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Mad Hatter visits Yukimura in the hospital.