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[X] Carry Youmu to the futon. She doesn't look very comfortable.
[X] Cover Youmu up with the blanket. She might be cold.
[X] Take Youmu's swords and leave them in the corner. They are in the way.
[X] Check your things. See if anything is missing.

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Vincent looks at the half-ghost thoughtfully. Seems like she isn't waking up any time soon. She looks so helpless and innocent like this. Somehow, he feels that he needs to protect this person. At the very least, he can't let her continue sleeping in such an uncomfortable position.

He carefully takes her swords and leaves them in the corner. Her swordsmanship was incredible, but even a master needs to rest. He makes sure to leave them where she can see them when she awakens.

He straightens up the futon, then takes a glance at Youmu. He sighs as he nudges her gently. Seems like she won't be getting up on her own. He gently carries the girl to the futon. She is surprisingly light. He shudders slightly as he notices the softness of her skin. Her sleeping face is flawless and unblemished. He wonders how such a master swordsman would survive unscarred through the years.

He covers Youmu up with the blanket. He doesn't want her to catch a cold after watching over him. Then, he takes a moment to check his things in the corner.

"Looks like nothing is missing," he mutters.

He looks back and jumps slightly. Youmu is sitting up on the futon with a glazed look on her face. He kneels down beside her and waits for her to speak.

Suddenly, she embraces Vincent tightly. He can't see the expression on her face. Her grip tightens as he remains frozen, unsure of how to react. Is she still half-asleep?

[ ] Do nothing, with mouth agape.
[ ] Push her away.
[ ] Slowly return her embrace.
[ ] Custom