[Maybe it's the leftovers of the oxytocin Aiba would give this body before Saito got it back (not that he actively knows that), or maybe it's the dopamine from succeeding in the present step of his plan after all the things that went right (and wrong) that night.
Whatever brain chemical it is, it's making him more... annoyingly sociable in the middle of the night?! No, he doesn't even have any alcohol in his system, so how is that even a thing...? And don't think he'll give up just because she's giving a half-assed attempt at shooing him! He's even shifting to sit down in front of her bed, now.]
You wouldn't dare. Besides, you're not even one to talk. You tried to hide your crime from me, of all people.
[Touché. Being a tad more sociable doesn't mean he can't (lowkey) try to be his usual jerk self.]
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Whatever brain chemical it is, it's making him more... annoyingly sociable in the middle of the night?!
No, he doesn't even have any alcohol in his system, so how is that even a thing...?And don't think he'll give up just because she's giving a half-assed attempt at shooing him! He's even shifting to sit down in front of her bed, now.]You wouldn't dare. Besides, you're not even one to talk. You tried to hide your crime from me, of all people.
[Touché. Being a tad more sociable doesn't mean he can't (lowkey) try to be his usual jerk self.]