[ Kokomi really did have a striking pair of eyes. And a disposition that actually helps still those nerves of his from earlier. If she's none the wiser? He'll take it! If she notices the micro bikini that hangs over the railing now or later but makes no comment of it? Ragna's prepared to leave it to be picked off and left behind, too. House? For the love of god. Do not find a way in sending it to her, he does NOT need another setup of a misunderstanding. He can't help but notice the way Kokomi slightly stows away behind the door upon greeting him.
He's already seen her, so it only makes sense. But she really was nervous about stepping out in that... No. He's still not blaming her. ]
Trouble? What? Please. It was a piece of cake. [ Ragna what happened to being honest. ] Walked on up. Told them it was for a new guest...
[ Pardoning himself to step inside, he huffs before turning to properly face the Divine Priestess, offering the bag with her new swimwear neatly folded inside. It almost looks like a gift. ]
Here. Hopefully it fits. I, uh...
[ ...wasn't sure what her measurements were? Thought of her cinching that robe real tight around her body for a sec so he could get a better guestimate? ]
[ "You're not sunburnt, are you, Ragna?" ]
Huh?! [ Don't! Draw attention to it?! Thankfully, he's not the stuttering, stammering type. But his breath does lock up in his throat for an instant there. Lookit that! He's "sunburning" even redder on the spot, colour spreading downwards. ] Oh yeah. Yup. Probably. Still trying to figure out HOW when the freakin sun's supposed to be fake.
[ How are you going to explain yourself when your "sunburn" miraculously goes away in a few moments. :| ]
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He's already seen her, so it only makes sense. But she really was nervous about stepping out in that... No. He's still not blaming her. ]
Trouble? What? Please. It was a piece of cake. [ Ragna what happened to being honest. ] Walked on up. Told them it was for a new guest...
[ Pardoning himself to step inside, he huffs before turning to properly face the Divine Priestess, offering the bag with her new swimwear neatly folded inside. It almost looks like a gift. ]
Here. Hopefully it fits. I, uh...
[ ...wasn't sure what her measurements were?
Thought of her cinching that robe real tight around her body for a sec so he could get a better guestimate?][ "You're not sunburnt, are you, Ragna?" ]
Huh?! [ Don't! Draw attention to it?! Thankfully, he's not the stuttering, stammering type. But his breath does lock up in his throat for an instant there. Lookit that! He's "sunburning" even redder on the spot, colour spreading downwards. ] Oh yeah. Yup. Probably. Still trying to figure out HOW when the freakin sun's supposed to be fake.
[ How are you going to explain yourself when your "sunburn" miraculously goes away in a few moments. :| ]
Sure.