A/N: Seriously, writing for such a sustained stretch is...unprecedented...I think I haven't done this since the beginning of my intro into this fandom. Maybe this period of time is good for something after all.

And yes, I definitely binged my way through FF7R as soon as it came out...

The days seemed to pass in a blur; yet as Sio woke up after another night of binging Netflix with Jess, it felt like nothing had changed, either. She'd adjusted to the rhythm of her new life fairly well: sleep in until 10am or so, leisurely troop downstairs for breakfast after brushing her teeth—usually Adam was already up and frying some eggs, or sometimes they picked up coffee and pastries from a local cafe—clean up, then she might go for a walk outside or spent some time in the yard while catching up on emails and texts from her family and Asao-san. By then, Jess and Mahesh were usually awake, and they'd all gather again for lunch (or in the other twos' case, brunch), and afterwards Sio usually would do her training, either by herself or under Adam's watchful guidance. Then it was free time (which usually involved another stroll outside), dinner, sometimes a group activity, and then everybody retired to their rooms for the night.

Recently, the group started venturing out a bit more; at first it was just to the local cafe for drinks and snacks, but yesterday the group'd gone for another grocery run, this time at the farmer's market. Even with all the restrictions in place, Sio was glad to be able to spend some time outdoors again, and picking from the wide variety of fresh produce was much more fun than going to the grocery store.

Yawing, the sniper continued lounging in her bed, absentmindedly scrolling through her texts from last night. Her parents were doing okay (actually most of Japan seemed alright by comparison) though obviously they were concerned about her health and safety. Asao-san's latest couple of messages contained the usual news and gossip, although the last one before she signed off left the sniper blushing and covering her face.

[Asao Kaoru]: By the way, how are things with Jack-san? You two seem to be getting awfully close... (ΦωΦ)~ Did you get any more peeks in during training?

"Moou, Asao-saaaan! I-It's not like, that!" The sniper screeched, tugging her hair. "Jeeze, why does everybody keep assuming we're gonna...hook up or something like that..."

Admittedly, her own brain wasn't helping matters; at this point, she'd given up on denying her attraction towards him—besides her nightly little ritual, she'd already had at least one...steamy dream involving him and no clothing. "Ugh...why do I have to make things so complicated..."

'I just want to get to know him better, not get a crush on him! Besides, knowing him, he probably has a girlfriend waiting for him back in London. Or at least, had one...unlike me...' A cool, good-looking guy like him who was the epitome of the tall, dark and handsome type? Sio looked down at her own flat chest, unfashionable haircut and childish face, and sighed. 'Yeah right; I'd never stand a chance. He's probably got way more experience and prefers girls who look like Newton...'

The thought depressed her more than she expected; even though she knew her chances were slim, and that shacking up with your platoon leader probably wasn't the best idea, the thought of not getting any closer than just friendly teammates made her heart sink straight to the ground. 'I know I'm just a below-average high schooler, and I don't even have anything going for me except my e-gene; but even I can still hope, right...?'

She moped about all through her morning routine, not really bothering to fix her hair or wear anything aside from putting on a pair of shorts (why bother, it wasn't like she was cute or anything). Walking into the quiet kitchen, she pulled out a box of cereal and some milk, sullenly eating her cold breakfast.

"Good morning, Sio dear. Oh goodness, is something the matter? You're looking awfully peaked...you don't feel ill, do you?" Jess came down the stairs, Sio a bit surprised as it was unusual for the blonde to be up before noon. "Hmm, you don't seem feverish..."

"Oh, good morning, Jess-san." She heaved another sigh, not really interested in finishing the rest of her soggy bowl. "It's, nothing...I'm not sick, I guess I just feel..."

"The quarantine blues?" The sniper nodded, and the blonde patted her shoulder sympathetically. "There there, it's perfectly normal. Things are unprecedented, you can't expect to keep your spirits up all the time in a situation like this."

"Yeah, well...I guess I'm surprised I'd let it get to me. I mean, all things considered, it's not like we're suffering or anything. There's a lot of people who have it way worse than us..."

'Yeah, and here I am moping about because I have the hots for my platoon leader even though I don't stand a chance...'

Jess nodded in sympathy. "Definitely, I can see that. But you know, that doesn't mean you can't feel bad, either. I can't say the past week has been much of a vacation, despite what Mahesh likes to claim. Feeling down about everything that's been going on is understandable, and it isn't healthy to pretend otherwise."

"True...thanks, Jess-san...um, I guess it does feel a little better to talk about it." Sio stirred her cereal a bit, surprised that she was finally having a true conversation with the blonde that didn't involve a fear of tongues and kisses (mostly).

"Of course, dear. I apologize for my earlier behaviors...but I am still serious when I say I do want to be there for you, should you ever want another ear," the blonde smiled kindly at the younger girl. "By the way, where is Adam? Don't tell me he's still asleep?"

"Eh? Adam-san...uh, I dunno. He's usually here by the time I wake up, so..." Sio shrugged. "It's not like I checked his room, but maybe he went out for something?"

As if on cue the front door unlocked, both girls turning around as Adam walked in, bag in one hand and a tray of drinks in the other. Sio rushed out to the foyer to help him unload and disinfect the door, keys, etc.

"Speak of the devil; we were just wondering about you," Jess commented as Adam finally took his seat at the table. "New place this time?"

"Yeh; was checking out local places online yesterday and thought this might be a nice change of pace." He passed out the drinks; only Mahesh's chai latte remained untouched as the trio started unwrapping pastries and other baked goods. "Ogura, you're alright with tea, correct? They didn't seem to have anything like sencha, but I got jasmine, if that's okay."

"Oh, yes please; and thank you, Adam-san. You could've waited for us to get up," Sio offered as she took a sip of her beverage. "I kinda feel bad for making you go all by yourself..."

"Eh, it's fine. Even I like taking a break from cookin' once in a while." Their leader shrugged as he drank his coffee (pure black, no sugar or cream). "Besides, it's nice to get some fresh air when it's early in the morning. Also less folks t' dodge...swear to god, every time we go out it's like playing a game of Frogger..."

Sio sweatdropped, but it was true; as much as she cherished her daily walks, there was a reason why she preferred running on the treadmill. Trying to avoid other passerby who were also exercising or walking their dogs and also not getting run over by traffic... It was a good thing the yard was decently sized, and the days were slowly starting to warm up. The sniper glanced out the windows, where the golden rays were starting to bathe the garden with their yellow hues.

"Actually, I'm gonna eat out in the garden. The weather's been so pleasant lately, might be nice for a change." She took her tea and croissant with her; to her surprise, Adam followed. "Oh? Did you...also want to eat outside?"

"Why not; like you said, today seems to be shaping up to be pretty nice...would be a shame to spend it all indoors, again," he gave her just a the slightest hints of a smile, and Sio felt her stomach fluttering with butterflies. Maybe she wasn't insane for thinking it would be possible? Maybe?

"U-Um, s, so, how was the rest of the city?" She was stuttering again, much to her dismay; didn't she get over this already?

Adam didn't seem to notice, or at least, he didn't comment on it. "Hm, mostly the same; not that many folks about, but all the better for me. At least we can still get takeaway and drinks." He finished the rest of his cup. "I was surprised Jess' up so early; usually she and Mirza sleep 'til past noon..."

"Heh, me too." Sio grinned as she finished her croissant. "Mm, this croissant is super flakey...so good..." If it weren't for their training and exercise, she was sure she'd have gained at least 5 pounds by now. Even in the midst of a pandemic, San Francisco's culinary scene did not disappoint; and that wasn't even counting their cooking nights.

"To be honest, I'm more surprised you've been able to stick to a decent wake-up time every morning," Adam teased, "considering someone always had to wake you for a morning meeting back at the Logan..."

The sniper nearly spit her tea back out. "H-Hey! Well, you're always banging on my door every other morning anyway for some thing or other...so I figured, I might as well just save us both the trouble and get up anyway," she pouted, cheeks tinged with pink. "Besides, those meetings were way early; if there's one thing that's better about this, is that I can at least sleep in a little..."

Adam smirked behind his sandwich, glad the sniper couldn't see his face. For if she could, he was sure she'd be able to notice the warm flush spreading across his features, including his ears (mercifully hidden by his hair). She was adorable, really; the innocence of a girl, yet she was surprisingly insightful and able to see a clear line from point A to B, without being bogged down by details. 'Not to mention that wit, when she actually works up the courage to talk back,' he noted, recalling many of their previous conversations where she'd sparred with him using nothing but words.

Cunning, intuitive, determined and sincere; it was amazing how quickly his opinion of her changed, not just since she joined but even from the beginning of this quarantine. Hardly any of her quirks seemed detrimental now; silly at most, and charming at best. Was this what poets meant by love causing you to see everything through a rose-tinted lens? Even her appearance, which most people would probably consider average at best, gave him a flurry of feelings whenever he thought about them: large, round maroons, that cute bob with uneven bangs that could probably use a trim soon, and her slender, lithe figure... Adam swallowed and tried to turn his mind away from more lustful thoughts, but it was useless. It was obvious she was probably the most flat-chested female holder next to Geronimo, but it didn't detract his attentions at all; if anything, he felt it suited her quite well. Once he'd caught a glimpse of those salacious photos Capa had distributed, and they gave him a bit of a shock—her willowy frame saddled with two huge water balloons that seemed to defy gravity, nevermind the fake, prancing-around poses the clones took.

All-in-all, good things definitely come in small packages, he decided. In fact, the smaller the better. Sio wasn't that short, but her slight frame made it seem so, especially compared to him. He'd never paid attention, but Adam was sure the sniper would probably be just the right size for spooning, cuddled between his arms and those petite breasts could fit just right in his palms—

'Hoo boy, stop right there Adam; you should not be thinking of your fellow holder in such a manner...' But even his inner consciousness sounded half-hearted, as if it were just repeating things because that's what was expected. And maybe it was right; even now, he still quarreled with himself on whether or not he should even pursue anything beyond friendly camaraderie with the girl. Her ambiguous feelings towards him aside, what if they got in trouble? What if it ended up interfering with their duties as e-gene holders? Or worse yet, what if it didn't work out and the subsequent fallout ended up destroying their entire platoon?

"Adam-san?" He jerked up at her voice, having been lost in his own turmoil for the past couple of minutes. "Are you okay? You seem kind of...glum."

You're not wrong there, he almost said, but only shook his head. "Nah; just thinking about...stuff."

The sniper nodded. "Yeah, I get that...I've been, kinda thinking on a lot of stuff too..."

Now it was Adam's turn to be surprised. "Oh? Somethin' else botherin' you lately?"

"Ah uh, I mean nothing really...specific," Sio squirmed, caught off-guard by his question. There was no way she could admit her burgeoning feelings for him. "I just...guess the whole pandemic situation is kind of getting to me, even though all things considered, this isn't that terrible. But somehow things just feel...off."

"Yeh, I get that too, sometimes. But I mean, this isn't exactly a normal situation; people are sick and dying, we're stuck in this house and still have to do our best to try and maintain a 'normal' life—and that's not even counting the Objects mounting another attack at any minute." Adam cut into the remainder of his muffin with a knife. "It's normal to feel distressed about it—hell, I think I'd be more concerned if you weren't..."

The sniper nodded, though she didn't seem keen on finishing the rest of her pastries now, instead fiddling around with her fork. Adam felt a bit guilty; he hadn't meant to ruin her nice garden breakfast with something gloomy like the virus. Especially not after they'd managed to have a normal, decent conversation.

"Hey uh, Ogura? Y'know, if you need some time to yourself, you can skip your training for today," he offered, the sniper blinking in surprise.

"Oh...I-I mean, it's fine, you don't have to make an exception for me; it's not like I physically feel bad or anything..."

"Don't worry about it; I wouldn't want you around that equipment when you're all distracted like this, anyway. Last thing we need is an accident," Adam muttered. To be sure, she'd definitely improved quite a bit, but sometimes he still did worry about her.

"...Are you saying you don't trust me to handle myself?"

"...I'm just taking precautions."

"Hnnn..." Sio didn't say anything more, instead sullenly sipping the rest of her tea.

Adam sighed inwardly. Why were girls so fickle to deal with at times? "...By the way, not sure if you're interested, but one of our other care packages finally arrived, and they got our request for a game console plus some of the latest games, so..."

He didn't finish, but Adam could tell by the way her eyes gleamed the second he mentioned the word Playstation. 'Ah, so she's also a gamer...' Somehow he wasn't surprised; it seemed natural that a military otaku would also be into video games, though he was curious if she played genres other than shooters or military sims.

"...What sort of games did they send?"

"Oh, I haven't gone through them myself yet, but I'd assume a pretty wide variety...why, was there anything in particular you're looking forward to?" Adam replied nonchalantly, testing out the waters. Maybe this would be a good opportunity to spend some time with her in a casual setting...

"Nothing really, but I mean, if there's something good..." Her eyes shifted a bit over the edge of her drink, meeting his for a second before they darted back down at her plate. "I've been hearing a lot about Apex Legends...the guys from the Fifth Platoon are always talking about it."

"Hm; I'm not that interested in battle royale types; I was actually thinking more along the lines of action RPG or adventure..."

They surreptitiously looked at each other for a few more seconds, before Adam suddenly got up.

"...You wanna go take a look, squirt?"

"...Okay."

The two fast-walked back into the house, rushing by Jess who looked at the two in surprise and a yawning Mahesh, whom Adam barely had time to point to his drink—"don't blame me if it's cold, it's not my fault you slept in"—and straight into the living room, where the 70-inch flatscreen sat in pristine condition, having only been used as a Netflix machine thus far. The package was still unopened, Sio carefully wiping it down first as Adam sliced the box open with ease.

"Oooh, what's this? Looks like a headset...wait, oh my god is this one of those VR things everyone's been talking about?" Sio's eyes glittered with excitement as she dug around. "Wow, I wanna try it out later!"

"Let's see, here's the PS4," Adam carefully set the machine up, along with its cables, "and as for games...well, looks like they did include Apex Legends, so if you want to give it a shot squirt, go ahead. Other than that...Assassin's Creed Odyssey, whatever the latest iteration of Call of Duty is, Devil May Cry 5—that might be fun—Monster Hunter: World, and...well well," Adam let a low whistle, "what do we have here?"

Sio looked over his shoulder, eyebrow raised as she read the title. "Final Fantasy 7...wait, isn't this game super old?"

"Look closer, squirt; it's the remake. I don't know how those bastards managed to pull it off with everything that's going on, but I know what I'll be playing tonight." Adam tried not to sound too eager, but it was hard; Final Fantasy VII, while already dated by the time he was old enough to enjoy video games, was still considered a classic, and he'd secretly been hoping for a chance to play it as soon as it was announced.

Sio looked on in wonder as Adam diligently set the rest of the system up. He seemed much younger for a change, almost like a puppy instead of a wolf. His boyish enthusiasm was charming, and Sio felt like she was seeing a part of his true self, for once. It made her feel warm all over, but not in a horny way; rather, it was the joy of seeing him genuinely happy for once, instead of shouldering the burden of being their leader. 'So I was right about him being a gamer...I knew that Metal Gear Rising t-shirt was more than just a coincidence.'

"Well, I guess I know what we're playing then..." Now that everything was finally ready, she took a seat on the couch next to Adam; both sets of eyes now glued to the giant screen as the opening sequence panned over the in-game city of Midgar, the classic theme blasting from the speakers.

Though Sio didn't know much about the Final Fantasy series (famous as it was, she preferred her games with more bullet-hell sequences and tanks), within a few minutes she could see why it was so revered, and why Adam was so excited. Movie-quality graphics aside, the action was tightly-paced and almost non-stop, Sio getting more engrossed herself as Adam deftly controlled the action on-screen. Before either of them knew it, it was past lunchtime; the only indication any time passed at all was Sio's stomach complaining rather loudly after Adam finally got Cloud & co. past chapter 3.

"Whoa, I didn't know it was so...cool," Sio sat down to their late lunch (Chinese takeout), still in a bit of a daze at her mind replayed the action sequences and storyline. "No wonder it's so popular..."

"Oh yeh; holy hell, they did a banger of a job remaking it," Adam dug into the boxes with relish, barely paying attention to what was going into his mouth. "Shit, the graphics, characterization, soundtrack—and the overhauled ATB system is amazing—"

"I like the characters a lot! They look so realistic...well, as realistic as anime characters can get," Sio mused, remembering the intro with one very well-rendered Cloud Strife. "So, I'm guessing you like a lot of JRPGs then...?"

Adam nodded. "I do, but I'll play pretty much anything, honestly. I think the only genres I don't do are racing and puzzles." He shook his head, emptying the rest of his plate. "You? I prefer it when the action's hot, bonus points if it's got a great story."

"Uh, I don't play that many RPGs in general, but sometimes I do if it's really good. But uh, yeah, I...prefer shooters like Ikaruga, or Biohazard—er, I think they call it Resident Evil outside of Japan? Oh, but there was that one series that came out a while ago, and I was surprised because I also liked the plot a lot...it's called Bioshock?"

"Somehow, I'm not surprised to hear that; a military otaku like you, would be shocked if you didn't have some type of shoot-'em-up as your top three," Adam smirked, Sio laughing sheepishly. "Anyway, if you wanna start your own file while I'm working out, go ahead; like I said, you should take a break today, get some time in for yourself."

"Ah—oh, uh, okay...thanks," Sio trailed off as Adam left, presumably to change and then train. "Well...guess I'll try playing by myself."

The console booted up, and soon the sniper settled into a comfy pile of cushions, learning the battle system based on what Adam was doing earlier. While years of shooters—first person and otherwise—had honed her reflexes fairly well, Sio had to admit this system of ATB, materia, and character swapping was a bit of unknown territory. Luckily the game was generous with tutorials, but she still struggled a bit against her first real boss, after the beginning section was over. She groaned as the 'game over' screen flashed, kneading her temples.

"Man, I thought I had it! What happened...did I not use the right skills?"

"You might wanna check your materia slots, squirt. Those'll matter a lot in the coming battles."

A low, husky tone breathed right next to her ear, and Sio nearly jumped out of her skin. "Aaagggh! A-Adam-san, don't do that! You scared the crap out of me..." She protested, hugging a pillow to her chest as Adam chuckled.

"Sorry squirt, but I was curious to see how you'd do. Didn't wanna interrupt the fight, though seems like you're gonna need to retool your party's materia and gear first." When he left, Adam was curious if the girl would continue playing Final Fantasy, or pop in another game. But it seemed Cloud Strife's fabulous chocobo-locks had worked their magic, and he returned from training to find the sniper valiantly trying to defeat the motorcycle-crazy Rosche.

"Hrrm...I don't really know what some of these descriptions mean. Magic I get, but things like MP up? Chakra?"

"Budge up a bit there, squirt, and I'll give you some tips." The sniper scooted to make room for the silver-haired man, as he plopped himself onto the couch and took the controller. "First off, always get HP up; more health never hurts. And then of course, healing..."

Sio nodded, but in reality she was only half paying attention. Adam was sitting right next to her, along with those chiseled muscles still glistening with sweat as his shirt clung to those washboard abs...swallowing thickly, she forced herself to listen to his advice, but even his scent was distracting; there was sweat, but it wasn't offensive, mixed with a rather musky odor that she couldn't quite place...

"—and this should be a pretty good setup," Adam finished. "Uh, squirt? Ogura?" He snapped his fingers in front of her face. "Oy, snap out of it; what's gotten into you?

"A-Ah—huh? Hai? I-I'm, fine..." Adam raised an eyebrow, but Sio snatched the controller back before anything else happened. "Th, Thanks for the advice...I think I'll be able to get him this time..."

Adam blinked. "...Alright. Well, good luck then."

'Was she checking me out?' Though he tried not to rouse suspicion as he left, he'd definitely noticed Sio staring at more than just the screen while he'd been redoing her party members. 'And I'm pretty sure she wasn't randomly looking around the house.' Oh no. The sniper definitely had a long way to go if she wanted to be more discreet about her voyeuristic habits.

The thought of their innocent little sniper actually being not-so-innocent made him hot all over again, and Adam groaned, because he knew this was the kind of heat that couldn't be solved with simply a cold shower.

"Bloody hell..."

"Well, it sure seems like you two have found your quarantine activity," Mahesh commented at dinner that night, both the sniper and the Ripper arriving long after the food arrived. "Sorry, we just went ahead and ordered some stuff we thought you'd enjoy." He pushed their respective bentos towards the other two. "But it's Japanese tonight, Sio, so hopefully it's up to your standards."

"Mmm...oh man, it's so nice to eat Japanese food again..." Sighing with delight, Sio eagerly dug into her chicken karaage, potato salad and white rice. "A-Ah, that's not to say the food we've been getting is bad or anything, it's been really fun to try a lot of different cuisines and taste everybody's home cooking too..."

"This is really good; I guess they weren't kidding about San Francisco being a melting pot," Adam nodded in approval. "Good thing DOGOO's footin' the bill...I wouldn't fancy being the one having to pay for all this."

"Just like they're paying for all your gaming purchases?" Jess smiled knowingly at the other two, who proceeded to turn oddly pink. "What are you two playing anyway that's got you so engrossed? It must be good, if you two are willing to skip dinner."

"Oh, uh, it's the latest Final Fantasy VII Remake! I've never played it before, but Adam has, and then I started playing it too and it's just so good and the battles are super cool and it's a lot of fun to play—" Sio started gesticulating wildly, chopsticks flinging rice haphazardly and Adam had to sternly remind her to not toss food everywhere.

"Oy squirt, calm down! Say it, don't spray it." He muttered, flicking a piece of rice off his shirt.

"And then they even sent a VR headset! Which I'm super curious about," Sio finally finished her bento, so they could talk without the risk of food flying about. "You guys should try it out too! I-I mean, not that I'm forcing you two to play video games if you're not interested..."

Mahesh hummed in amusement, looking at least mildly fascinated. "I'm probably a 'casual' gamer by yours and Adam's standards, but I'd be willing to try out this virtual reality deal. I wonder how it compares with Capa's illusions..."

"Ugh, don't remind me," Sio grimaced, still remembering all those inappropriate pictures Capa took (and then distributed, the nerve of him). "Pervy old man..."

"Well, certainly we won't have to worry about that. Let's all check it out, then; Jess, you in?"

The blonde nodded, though not without conceding that gaming wasn't really her thing, but it might be fun to watch others.

"I'm more of an analogue girl; I don't care that much for all those flashy explosions on screen, but bring me a set of Catan or Dixit and I'll play any day."

Now the entire squad was circled in the living room, the large windows open for some fresh, night air. After some rigging, Adam managed to figure out how to configure an output so those who weren't wearing the headset could see what was going on, via his laptop.

"Alright, now who's our first lucky contestant? Sio-chan, since you seem so excited, why don't you go first?"

The sniper squeaked, not being used to put on the spot. "M, M-Me? U-Uh, I've been playing a lot of games today, s-so, why don't you or Jess try it?" She laughed nervously, hoping they wouldn't force her to take center stage.

"Yeh Mirza, you seem awfully eager to see how it works...why don't you give it a whirl," Adam goaded. Those dark eyes seem to meet his in a challenge, before the Indian resolutely put on the gear.

Everybody else watched eagerly as the screen loaded up. "Whoa; I'm not going to lie, the graphics aren't photorealistic, but it sure feels like you're somewhere else," Mahesh gingerly stepped around, everyone suddenly giving him a wide berth as he set up the boundaries. "Please warn me if I'm about to run into something, or someone; I can't exactly see anything in the real world..."

"I wonder if we'll ever get to the point where it'll feel even more like we're inside a different world," Sio said quietly to Adam, as Mahesh started playing a rhythm-action game called Beat Saber. "I don't like Capa, but I have to admit his AU weapon is incredible. When I was doing those training exercises, it really felt like I was in a jungle, or in the middle of Shibuya..."

"Maybe; but I think we've got a ways to go," Adam responded dryly, arching an eyebrow as the Indian flailed his arms all over the place. "...Definitely a ways to go."

After a couple of tracks, Adam couldn't take it anymore; seeing Mirza's piss-poor coordination and timing destroyed any sense of fun or pleasure from the thumping EDM/techno tracks provided by the game. "Alright, you've had your fun. Let me give it a try."

"More like Adam can't stand Mahesh butchering those songs anymore," Jess whispered, and Sio giggled. "He doesn't like talking about his hobbies, but I know for a fact he's into these music-type games. Who else do you think petitioned to get that dancing revolution machine installed in the Logan's workout room..."

Before Sio could fully realize that statement, Adam took over. He selected a track that none of them had ever heard of before, and despite this being his first time playing, immediately notched the difficulty up to Hard. "Someone's tryin' to show off, eh?" Mahesh teased, but that didn't seem to deter the silver-haired man one bit. If anything, Adam was laser-focused on the track before him, slicing through the colored blocks flying past with coordinated ease, as if he'd memorized the track beforehand.

"Whoa, he's so good...how the heck does he know where to slice and stuff? I can barely keep up with what color they are, let alone what direction to hit," Sio murmured, staring at the neon-colored action in awe. "There's no way...he hasn't played this before, has he?" She watched as Adam completed another combo streak, his multiplier at the max of 8x. "What the hell..."

Mahesh shrugged. "Who knows; I don't think so, since VR is so new, but that's Adam for you. Always full of hidden surprises...and probably some he hasn't even revealed yet." The trio watched in silence until Adam finished the track, with an impressive score of A, to their fervent applause.

"Well that was an ace performance! Especially for your first try."

"No kidding; what, can you see the blocks before they appear or something? Sure you don't have some hidden ability to see the future?" Jess jokingly suggested, though for some reason Adam flinched a bit at the statement.

"...Ha ha, real funny. If you must know, it helps a lot when you're familiar with the song..."

"Eh? Adam-san, so you like this type of music, huh? Electronica?"

For some reason the sniper's question made him blush, his cheeks turning even redder than they already were from the faux-workout. "Uh, yeh...I listen to a whole bunch of stuff, just so happens I recognized this track, and uh, decided to give it a go..."

"Now now, no need to be modest! Music or not, you really are good at this type of stuff. I guess we shouldn't be surprised, given how skilled you are on the battlefield..." Mahesh praised.

"Yeh, and it's a good thing you're a defender-type, not an attacker; otherwise we'd be long dead already," Adam replied sarcastically, making a jab at the Indian's less-than-stellar hand-eye coordination. "Anyway, I'm headin' up; that took more out of me than I expected, and I want a quick rinse before bed. G'night."

"Oh uh, good night, Adam-san," Sio watched curiously as he climbed up the stairs. "I wonder if he's upset about something...it's not that late," she glanced at the clock, which just hit 10:30pm. "Maybe he's tired."

"Or, more like someone's just bashful. Don't worry Sio, he's not offended. I just don't think he's the type who likes being the center of attention all of a sudden," Jess mused, as Mahesh picked up the controls again. "Ironic, considering he's our de facto platoon leader."

"Well, you don't have to be outgoing to be a leader, I guess." Sio nodded, reaffirming her thoughts. Adam was not the smoothest talker, but he had a certain charisma, especially on the battlefield. While Nobunaga's e-gene was invaluable for strategizing, she wouldn't deny that Adam knew how to adapt and call the shots, especially in the heat of battle. It was the same type of charisma she felt now, that inexplicably drew her towards him, despite his stoicism and sometimes abrasive words.

'Though, he's definitely less harsh, now. Not just his words, but the way he acts, around everybody too...'

He was a kind person, she decided. Probably just not used to letting his guard down, and Sio had a feeling that was partly due to his childhood, of being alone and having to fend for himself. 'Kinda like me, except I'm just super awkward and terrible with talking to people in general...'

"I liked that song he played...I don't usually listen to music without lyrics, but it's really catchy. I kinda wanna listen to it again..." Sio pondered as the rest of the group finally decided to retire for the night.

"Why don't you go ask him?" Sio blinked in surprise as Mahesh sidled up next to her. "He said he'd heard it before, right? Maybe he can share it with you."

"Ah, I—uh, I don't, wanna bother him with something trivial like that..." She laughed nervously, though Mahesh simply winked at her. She stopped short of the attic staircase right before the room, and looked up. The door was already closed, and he was probably already asleep, but Mahesh's suggestion repeated itself in her mind.

'Actually, maybe I will...after all, why not. I'll ask him tomorrow...what kind of music he likes...'

If she was lucky, maybe he'd even offer to let her listen to some. Flushing hotly at the thought, Sio quickly went into her room and dove underneath the covers.

Ah Sio...what are you getting yourself into now...