[Really, it was fun being able to have an unspoken conversation. Ah, the perks of being a Turk. An eyebrow lifted in return. If you're trying to cosplay as a less ragged Valentine, maybe.]

Considering that he and I have a very long and torrid history in my last world, that's a fucking understatement.

[Oh yes. Those memories would always remain fresh in her memory, now that they shared the same living space. And while the affects of the Geostigma had long since passed, every once in a while she'd feel an uncomfortable need to itch the nearly invisible marks on her right hand and just below the hairline on her forehead.]

I nearly had a panic attack when I opened the door to my room and find him standing there. But he seems nice enough and he's not home very often, so I've managed.