[If Charles looks, even if he's never been in there before, he should feel seams like surgical scars. Nothing's cut away aside from a few snips, Arkady's work, but all Alpha's done is tuck fear and hostility into pockets with an opening smoothed over. Touko can feel someone else in her head tracing over her, and the first syllable of an answer hangs in the air before she can stammer out a response to make him leave.]
It'd be useful.
[He doesn't make any move to excuse himself, and that tells her who's inside her head. There's nothing wrong with anyone changing her; it's the only thing that's ever gone right here. She doesn't know what he wants, though, and she's never had entry without someone working away at her mind.]
You don't have to make me say yes. I'll already go.
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It'd be useful.
[He doesn't make any move to excuse himself, and that tells her who's inside her head. There's nothing wrong with anyone changing her; it's the only thing that's ever gone right here. She doesn't know what he wants, though, and she's never had entry without someone working away at her mind.]
You don't have to make me say yes. I'll already go.