Author's Note: She totally is.

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Ora was kind of a nymphomaniac but he was okay with that. She had such a propensity to flirt that he wondered how her supposedly jealous soldier had put up with it. Then she had pulled him into her bed and suddenly it all made sense.

She laughed when he told her this and paused in putting on her lipstick. "He wasn't as possessive as you though."

"When have I ever acted possessive of you?"

"Oh not about me." She turned away from the mirror to face him. "But when you talk about Subaru, sometimes it's like you think of him as more of an object than a person. I mean you seem to see everyone that way but with him it's as if he belonged to you and only you."

"If only."

She laughed. "You were never very good at sharing were you?"

"I guess that's what happens when you're a rich only child."

"Or maybe just what happens when you're a total sadist." She turned back to the mirror and began hunting for her mascara.

"I'm not a sadist."

"I wish you would be more honest with yourself."

She hadn't even seen him move in the mirror when suddenly his grip on her wrist forced her to drop the mascara. He twisted her arms around her back so he could pin both wrists with one hand, leaving the other free to wander over her throat. He smiled at her expression in the mirror then whispered in her ear. "Be careful what you wish for."

Ora shivered as he walked away. They were both dead but she sometimes wondered if there was something more final beyond this lingering consciousness that she seemed to retain. Whenever she saw his eyes go dark like that, she felt with icy certainty that there was.

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The sun was just starting to come out when Sue woke up. She could see its faint light peeking in through the curtains of the hotel room. She quietly slipped out from under the covers and padded over to the window to peer out at it. She missed the singing of the mechanical birds in the morning sometimes; it had been reassuring. She let the curtain fall back into place and turned to gather up clothes to change into for the day. This time she wasn't surprised to see that the other bed was made and Subaru was nowhere to be seen. Every morning had been like that so far on their travels and she wondered if he ever really slept at night since she usually fell asleep first as well.

She wandered into the bathroom to get dressed, unconcerned and when she stepped back out found that he had returned and was sitting at the small table, drinking something and listening to the radio.

"Hungry?" he asked, turning it back down.

She nodded and joined him, staring curiously at the mug on her side of the table before cautiously taking a sip.

"Is something wrong? If you don't like it you don't have to eat it or anything…"

"No it's not that." She shook her head then hesitated. "What is this?"

"Oh it's hot chocolate; I figured you probably weren't much of a coffee drinker."

"Hot chocolate…" she tilted her head and then continued to drink it smiling.

"You've never had hot chocolate before?"

She shook her head.

He looked as though he wanted to ask something else for a moment then simply set down his mug and stood up. "We should get going as soon as you're ready."

"Okay."

He turned to tidy up the few things left on his side of the room.

"Subaru?"

"Mm?"

"Thank you. For the hot chocolate."

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A/N: I apologize should anyone actually stumble across this random fic but it may be a while before I put up the next chapter as I'm having some trouble with the second half of it right now. -_-