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Following close behind, entering after her. Timidly holding one arm with the other.
❝ What happens now, exactly, Misato? ❞
Looking around, admiring the . . . many empty beer cans lying around.
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At this rate, that soft boob was going to leave an imprint against Rei's cheek.
. . . Which was not necessarily a bad thing.
❝ ah — never mind. I look forward to spending time with you alone, Misato. ❞
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Sensing her discomfort, Rei thinks to the more . . . "intimate" situations she's been in. Mostly with Asuka.
❝ If you are mad at me, you can slap me. I won't mind. ❞
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❝ . . . Ah. Of course. That sounds . . fun? ❞
Poor girl, she really had no idea what she was in store for. But at least it would be with Misato? So long as she didn't get drunk.
. . . Which was a big ask.
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Nodding, opting to instead sit in silence. Head still squished against Misato's breast.
. . . It was absurdly comfortable.
❝ What is waiting for us at your apartment? ❞
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❝ Oh. You were making a point about being, supposedly, more superior than everyone else. ❞
. . . .
❝ You should have just said that to begin with. ❞
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Standing like a stiff piece of wood, blankly staring at her from outside the car.
❝ I will call you Misato then. Should I . . get in the car with you? ❞
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Shaking her head, left and right. Resting her head against Misato's shoulder, whether she wanted her to or not.
❝ It would be my assumption that she wanted me to discover such a thing on my own. ❞
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In typical awkward Rei fashion, she reaches out to hold Misato's hand.
❝ I have been told that holding someone's hand helps them. ❞
Inching ever closer. ❝ This is working. Is it not? ❞
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A prolonged silence ensued. Unbearably awkward in length, before she finally opened her mouth to speak.
❝ Dr. Akagi wants me to get along with Asuka. And anyone, really. Does that answer your question? ❞
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Only knowing one thing to do in this situation, she leans up to awkwardly kiss Misato.
In her mind, this was her showing compassion. In reality? It was embarrassing.
❝ I am pleased to assist, Misato. ❞
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❝ — did I say something wrong? ❞
She asks, stepping closer to the older woman. Perhaps a bit too close for comfort. But she's too oblivious to know.
❝ Perhaps, if no one else, I have faith in you, Major Katsuragi. ❞
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