“Th-that’s when I’ll be able to sneak you out for good. Anything b-before that, and we, uh, run the risk of getting caught. You’ll have to trust me on this, okay?” He was already on edge; having Nao mistrust him too would make this unbearable. “For now, you’ll stay here. With me.”
He led Nao to a cramped little sonic in what passed for a bathroom, but was more like a repurposed closet. “Um, I can let you b-borrow some clothes too. Yours are… a little smelly.”
Techie was no stranger to smelling and looking like shit, but his (very few) friends had been getting on his case lately, so he made an effort for their sakes. His new mission of cleanliness extended to Nao, too.
He turned away and let Nao have her privacy, rummaging for some of the soft, worn t-shirts he wore around his room and his utilitarian cargo shorts. Just in case she agreed.
TechieHux 