“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.”
Predictably, Techie jumped out of his skin and scrambled to cover his eyes whether Nao was dressed or not. He’d set up a pile of blankets on the floor for him to sleep on, and he (tried) to step over it carefully. He tripped over it, of course; preserving Nao’s dignity took precedence over his ability to see just then.
“There are, um, c-clothes on the desk…” he said while he picked himself up, red-cheeked and eyes screwed shut.
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