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She grinned at his words and wondered if anyone would really be silly enough to poke fun at Tsurui. Tilting her head to the side she looked a bit thoughtful as she replied, "If I had to die at all, I don't know. I suppose it would depend on how I was going to go. If I were to die by your hands, it wouldn't be so bad a thing if you did it for any reason other than that you disliked me. As for just plain dying, it arouses my curiousity. Not that I'd purposely go out and try to get myself killed. I can wait to have my curiousity satisfied. For some reason, I think I'd find death to be quite...fun." She smiles a bit awkwardly, not knowing how she came off with her words.

Looking back and forth between Suzaku and Tsurui, her face grew pale at the mention of a drinking contest that involved her. She wasn't particularly one to participate in such games, let alone held the ability to drink such strong liquids as blithely as the Jesters did. Looking as nervous as a cornered mouse, she is wisked away to the bar. She winces at Suzaku's words of kissing her "boy-toy" goodbye for now and her comment of "if" she got drunk. A laugh sounded in her mind as it jabbed at her saying, "'If?' Darling, you're going to go out like a light within a matter of seconds once this thing starts." She turned to look at Tsurui with helpless eyes as his sister pulls her along.

Watching Tsurui get past his brother, her hopes rise of being able to get out of the business of drinking. When Tsurui grabbed hold of her, she smiled happily, wishing to hug him but is pulled off in the direction of the stairs before she could do any such thing. Keeping up with Tsurui, she fell into his arms when they were able to stop. She remained silent as an answer to Tsurui's words and returned his hold on her with a warm one of her own.

Smiling happily, she felt lucky and glad that his brother's mask was loose. "I'm not curious at all about his face. I'm just glad you're here with me. It's enough just to get to see yours." She leaned against him, still holding him to her.

She laughs merrily at his statement about his sister, feeling as comfortable as ever with Tsurui near her. "There would be little your sister would be able to discover about me in that manner, besides the fact that I get easily drunk and pass out soon after." Closing her eyes, she nestled her body close to his and closed her eyes, relaxing in his arms and the ever present scent of blood he carried.

She shakes her head. "With or without the mask, it's still your face." She frowns a bit, thinking of how to reword what she had just said. Opening and shutting her mouth a few times she finally manages to get out, "It's sort of like, the mask is somehow a part of your face, even though you can remove it at will." Still unsure if that had come out right, she furrows her brow and looks off to the side at nothing trying to think. Unable to come up with anything better, she drops it and returns her eyes to his.

"Ah, well, if that's all she wanted to know, it wouldn't have taken her long to find out." She laughs a bit self consciously at the statement. Feeling his strong embrace and his body close to hers, all but one thought disperses from her mind--how wonderful it felt to be in his arms.

She smiled at his words and the touch of his cheek. Watching him take a seat, she listened attentively to what he said. With a touch of laughter in her eyes, she asks, "Brave? I don't know about that. I think the fact that I tend to be oblivious of my surroundings at times and my impulsive behavior and cheer had something to do with things." She grins, "And you can't really say 'no one,' not now anyway." Snuggling up against him, she nestles herself in his lap, eyes closed and a look of blissful contentment on her face.

Startled at the voice of someone other than Tsurui, she turns to see Suzaku and freezes in place in fear, not of death, but of being made to drink. Looking a bit more closely at Suzaku her fear fades away as she watches the female Jester stumble then fall over to lean against a door. Rising with Tsurui she watches as he puts Suzaku in a room and bars it. She returns his smile and asks him curiously, "Will she...ah...wake up with the same kind of 'hangover' as Paranoia?"

Hearing him refer to his earlier fight with Paranoia, she became a bit apprehensive at what Suzaku might do to him before he dropped her the way he did Paranoia. Following Tsurui down the stairs she squeezes his hand protectively at the reminder that he was once covered in his own blood.

Watching Tsurui hop onto the couch then his brother grumbling and wandering off, she gives a lighthearted giggle and helps to replace the empty space left by the wandering Paranoia.