Scar was silent and still for the while, sleepy and more comfortable that he would have liked to admit. When Lust finally spoke up, he hesitated. He didn't want to go sleep in some alley after having a proper roof over his head, or scrape money together for a cheap motel.
But all the same...
"I'll be fine." He wouldn't rely on her, and he wouldn't stay in the same place as Envy.
"I didn't come here to take up space." Scar slipped his hand away from hers and returned his Pokémon to their balls for now. There was quite a bit of fur left over on his trousers. He stood up, suddenly uncomfortable with everything that had just happened.
"It's empty space. No one's using it. It's senseless for it to stay empty when someone could use it." Lust stood up as well, fixing Scar with a firm but affectionate look. "A friend is offering you a place to sleep for the night, don't let your stubborn pride cheat you out of a much needed bed."
"Scar....please." Lust frowned. She hated begging, but she hated more the thought of him bedding down in some park or wherever it was he slept.
"I'd feel better if I knew you were safe in a bed tonight. No one's going to bother you, you aren't imposing on anyone...let me get you pajamas and just take the damn guest room for the night."
Scar paused, his teeth clinched together. She just had to go that route with this, didn't she? How was he supposed to say no? He didn't care when people thought him prideful or foolish.
"Alright, fine." She wouldn't argue. He'd accepted the bed.
"Here. It's down this way." She led him out into the hallway and through the quiet house, to the currently unused guest room. She was just grateful she'd gotten him to agree.
"You'll be comfortable in here. The door even locks on your side."
Scar was stubbornly silent as he followed Lust to the guest room. He set his bag down against the bed and let out his Pokémon. He wouldn't leave them in their Pokéballs overnight if they were someplace comfortable. A few were already dozing.
At least the door locked.
He sat on the edge of the bed and slipped off his shoes, avoiding her eyes.
Scar frowned up at her, almost as if confused. He shook his head as he pulled his jacket off and set it on the edge of the bed. Now, he was annoyed with himself. It was always the same thing. She was kind to him, he grew irritated for no reason, then he regretted it. He deflated, slightly, his shoulders drooping as he looked away, turned into himself. He shook his head again, this time more slowly.
Why did she even try?
Miriam jumped onto the bed, waiting patiently for him to lie down so she could take her place on his chest for the night.
"No, I didn't think so. But I'm down the hall if you need anything." Lust watched him for just a moment from the doorway, aware of but not thinking on the fondness she felt for him. She was glad he was staying, that she'd know where he was and know he was safe. And close by. It was oddly reassuring.
"Goodnight," he finally said quietly, looking up to give her an apologetic sort of look. And she was still smiling. Scar's eyes lingered on hers for a moment too long, and he glanced away, pulling his legs onto the bed and picking up his sleepy Skitty.
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But all the same...
"I'll be fine." He wouldn't rely on her, and he wouldn't stay in the same place as Envy.
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"I should go," he mumbled, starting toward the door.
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"I'd feel better if I knew you were safe in a bed tonight. No one's going to bother you, you aren't imposing on anyone...let me get you pajamas and just take the damn guest room for the night."
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But as soon as the worrying started...
"I don't need pajamas." He drew the line at that.
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"Here. It's down this way." She led him out into the hallway and through the quiet house, to the currently unused guest room. She was just grateful she'd gotten him to agree.
"You'll be comfortable in here. The door even locks on your side."
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At least the door locked.
He sat on the edge of the bed and slipped off his shoes, avoiding her eyes.
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She doubted he did, but she'd make the offer anyway. She wanted him to know that she would, if he wanted it.
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Why did she even try?
Miriam jumped onto the bed, waiting patiently for him to lie down so she could take her place on his chest for the night.
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"Goodnight, Scar. I hope you sleep well."
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