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〔 He can't tell if Rei's hand is much too cold or uncomfortably warm and calloused. Any more wriggling is just Sasara trying to get his foot away. 〕 Can't move.... 〔 But that's the general picture, anyway. Whether it's really symbiotic or parasitic, his unconscious drain on Rei's magic might have saved the TV from blowing up or every light bulb to go, but it did nothing to give Sasara some energy instead. 〕

I sorta– 〔 Yet it looks like someone pushed the coffee table and some of Rosho's houseplants around. 〕 –'m not even that hungry, ya know...

〔 No rest for the wicked, weary old man, either. Sasara tries to regain cramped comfort and Rei gets his toes poking in his side again. 〕