[ While the mansion is more than large enough to accommodate not only the two of them, but give them both enough space to go days without seeing one another, Haru still follows Rin from room to room like a puppy. Never has a mansion felt too small for a girl and her ghost. When he was alive he never spent a day alone, and he doesn't plan to start now that he's died.
He releases her shoulders to take one of the bags, rifling through like a child on Christmas day. He's not seeing a big Cinderella ballgown peeking out, but that doesn't mean that Rin's choices for him are bad... yet. ]
That's so intimate. You know the size of all my bits.
[Tohsaka's eyes roll, and since she's such an expressive little bitch her whole head seems to roll with the movement. With her she takes the bags into the living room and sets them beside the coffee table before sinking into the cushions of the sofa.]
[ Unsurprisingly, he trots after her, eager for the carrot (cute fits) and not the stick (manual labour). He pulls his shirt over his head, showing off his jarringly male chest in contrast to his feminine features. ]
You think I can make tea without wearin' a little maid outfit?
[ Can he make tea while wearing one? Not really. He can definitely make bitter tea-flavoured water. ]
[Tohsaka frowns, and leans in. Though... did he have to flash her? Was that necessary? Truly necessary?]
There is only one maid outfit in this house and nobody will be wearing it.
[The uniform left by the woman who had helped Rin take care of her mother after she was handicapped and Rin's father had died. While Rin herself still did much of the work, that maid was around during a typical business-hours day to at least lighten the load on her from ages eight to twelve.]
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He releases her shoulders to take one of the bags, rifling through like a child on Christmas day. He's not seeing a big Cinderella ballgown peeking out, but that doesn't mean that Rin's choices for him are bad... yet. ]
That's so intimate. You know the size of all my bits.
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Just accept them and make some tea.
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You think I can make tea without wearin' a little maid outfit?
[ Can he make tea while wearing one? Not really. He can definitely make bitter tea-flavoured water. ]
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There is only one maid outfit in this house and nobody will be wearing it.
[The uniform left by the woman who had helped Rin take care of her mother after she was handicapped and Rin's father had died. While Rin herself still did much of the work, that maid was around during a typical business-hours day to at least lighten the load on her from ages eight to twelve.]