Two worlds, one family--

[mombastic]

[ It's strange to be in a world with not one set of memories from another world-- not two, but three, not that Otome can really discuss this with anyone. It's difficult enough, when she wakes up these days, and can't remember if she's in her own home, or her apartment. If she needs to call Fumi to check on preparations for the day, or...

But no. This is her world. And not a school day, so she's stuck trying to focus not on what she's missing or what she's lost, but on what lies ahead.

What that actually is, she doesn't know, but she's out and about today, and there's a strong breeze. Maybe today will be a good day for clearing her thoughts. ]

Comments

[mombastic]

Very well done! You've got a very steady hand-- it's something all doctors need.

[discard]

Ah...

[Now he feels bashful somehow, glancing away and clearing his throat.]

... Thank you.

[He'll just reach out to undo his work and free Otome's arm, now.]

[mombastic]

[ Otome gives him a smile, before she starts to make her way among the students, correcting them and giving pointers. He's welcome to sit back down, if he likes! ]

[discard]

[And sit down again he will! He's really not much of a slacker, though, so... he remains in proper, prim posture in his seat, and sets back to reading one of his other books.

Which is probably a different textbook.

Leon, learn to have a hobby.]

[mombastic]

[ ... Her not!son is so studious, she's so proud. But no, the rest of the lecture should go on without a hitch, so hopefully he won't have any issues with the other students. ]

[discard]

[No issues here! The lecture goes smoothly, and he waits for the other students to file out before he stands, packing up his books and looking at Otome.

... Now what.]

[mombastic]

[ Now-- she's offering him a smile. ]

You can wait in my office if you want. I just have to pack up my things here.

[discard]

[Well, if you insist.....]

Very well then. I have no complaints.

[And then, as he waits for her, with more curiosity:]

Do you have more classes to teach today?

[mombastic]

Only one more, but it's more of a quick study session in preparation for midterms.

[ For the poor nervous souls. ]

[discard]

Mm.

[There's just an acknowledging noise at that, before he nods simply.]

Then I suppose waiting in your office is fine. [He can work on other things there.]

[mombastic]

It really shouldn't take long-- [ But some students are already entering, so she'll give him an apologetic smile. She'll be there soon! ]

[discard]

[It's fine. He'll just wave her off and wander over to her office, which he thankfully is aware of the location of thanks to her. He'll let himself in and claim one of the chairs and..... sit there.

He could study some more, probably, but Leon's still a kid even if he does have a strong sense of study ethic--so he's not really that ready to delve right back into heavy medical textbooks. First, he pokes around at her book shelf and the various books there, and skims through some of them, until he gets bored of that.

And then he pokes around her desk curiously, even if he tries to stay away from anything that seems too private.

And then, he ends up... sitting back in the spinny chair. And spinning lightly back and forth, sprawled out a little. It's definitely not particularly elegant, but hey, nobody can see him anyway.]

[mombastic]

[ Nobody except Otome, who is opening the door silently with an armful of teaching supplies-- and laughing quietly. Sometimes, it's hard to remember that he's still so young. ]

That's my favorite thing to do, too.

[discard]

[Probably unsurprisingly, he immediately sits bolt upright then, though he can't exactly pretend he wasn't...spinning around.... because he totally was.]

Ah-- [um] Otome. You're back. [no shit

(he's embarrassed)]

[mombastic]

I am! Did you have fun?

[ Don't even deny, Leon. ]

[discard]

[He's going to try to deny it anyway.]

N-no! I--have no idea what you're talking about!

[mombastic]

No? It is a very comfy chair, though.

[discard]

I... hadn't noticed.

[Sure, Leon.

CHANGING THE SUBJECT.]

How was class?

[mombastic]

Productive! I'm ready to be home, though-- are you all set?

[discard]

Yes, of course. I have everything packed up.

[all of those books and things... YEP HE'S READY.

And, as he reaches for his bag--]

What do you want for dinner?

[Wow, this is almost like normalcy.]

[mombastic]

Hmm... I'm not sure, actually. Omelets, maybe?

[ She'll have to get him to eat a salad, too. ]

[discard]

[but moooooom]

That should be fine. We should have the ingredients already for something like that, so we don't have to stop by the market.

[mombastic]

You've really taken to working in the kitchen, haven't you? I think you have a better idea of the ingredients than I do.

[ But she's beckoning to him-- home we go. ]

[discard]

[Homeward bouuuuund.]

Well, that is...

[...]

I don't mind it. [that means he enjoys it.] It is something I can do, even in a place like this. [Which has been quite the adjustment period, really, so he appreciates anything that doesn't make him feel slow or behind.]

[mombastic]

You can do more than plenty in this place, Leon. I hope you realize that-- you kept up with my students, didn't you?