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Uller had been getting himself used to the computer Tahki had built him. He was surprised by how fast she'd gathered the parts and built it for him. She taught him a few things before she holed herself up in her room. Occasionally they chatted over messengers. He was getting to like her a bit more ever time they talked. He already classified her as one of his best friends, just because they could have fun and be goofy together and he wouldn't get judged. In public, though, they were both very different. He was snobbish while she was more reserved. He stated his opinion and she just kind of kept to herself. It was a wonder they got a long.

Still, they'd bonded over breaking his scaretop and building a new one for him. Well, it was a desktop, not a scaretop, and he didn't even have to beat it! Tahki had taught him that beating on a scaretop or desktop or even a tomblet was a bad idea. He was starting to believe her.

However, today he wanted to get both of them out of their rooms. He wanted some more one on one time with her. He'd stayed up late at night trying to think of something fun for them to do where they would both be fairly comfortable. Then he remembered what Yin had told him. The springs! That's it.

Getting his spiral notebook, he wrote her a short letter. He could have just e-mailed her, but that seemed impractical and impersonal. So, before she stirred around, Uller had slipped the note under her door and scurried back to his room like a scared mini.

The note read:

'Tahki,

Do... you want to go to the springs with me today? If so, knock on my door, ready to go. I'll be waiting.

Uller'

He'd been struggling with how to end it. So, he'd just written his last name instead of embarassing himself further.

Why he needed a whole piece of paper for that was beyond him, but whatever. Now he sat on his bed, dressed casually, swimming trunks in a bag, along with his towel. He heard there were changing rooms there.

Waiting was a pain. Really, Uller was impatient though he tired desperately to be the opposite. Sighing to himself, he rubbed his face and looked around his room. What could he distract himself with while Tahki was waking up and getting ready or whatever she was doing? Who knew how long she'd be asleep today. Walking to his new desktop, he booted it up and sat in the chair. Almost automatically the quizzle they both rescued jumped into his lap and he reached down to pet it's head softly, scratching behind his ears absentmindedly as he typed in his password with one hand.

Waiting a little bit more, he moved to click over to play some random, easy, mind numbing game. It wasn't long, however, that he heard a knock on his door. With a lap full of Quizzle it was hard to get up to get it. Then the voice came and he just smiled. "It's unlocked, Tahki," he called out, still playing the card game. He was quite bad at it, but it was entertaining for now.

"Crazy Eights or something," he said, shrugging as he changed the suit of what they were playing. It was against four computers, so the Stag had very little chance of actually winning. Still, it wasn't really timed, so he felt no real pressure to hurry up like they did. "I don't really know what I'm doing. I'm learning the game as I go," he said, glancing down to her.

The Quizzle saw Tahki and moved over to her, making little, delighted noises to see her. Of course it would. Tahki had helped saved it, too!

"So," Uller said, turning from the game for a moment. A red flush was on his face, turning his cheeks a little tinge of purple. "Yin told me of some springs. Both hot and cold...? I guess you got the note, though..." He was nervous now. Clearing his throat, Uller rubbed his cheeks before petting the Quizzle's back again.

A sneeze. If she asked about it, he'd agree. He wouldn't say why he was getting nervous about asking her face to face. He shouldn't have really asked if he didn't want to get embarrassed, he knew, but Uller couldn't help it. Sometimes he couldn't stand the silence. He watched her with the Quizzle and smiled lightly at it, looking down to Tahki again he reached out and patted her head, hesitantly. He hadn't done that before. However, like two pats in he pulled his hand back and cleared his throat.

"Yes. I want to go... I was.. thinking we could try a hot spring. See how it is to see if we need.... to go into the colder ones." He was a wimp when it came to heat, but he wanted to see how hot it was. Part of him wanted to see how Tahki could handle the heat, but the male part of him just wanted to see her in a bathing suit. He shouldn't be thinking like that, but there it was. He was a guy.

He had noticed her stiffen at first and then relax. But he didn't want to risk it. That's why the took his hand from her head. Clearing his throat, he shrugged and shifted to put the Quizzle on the floor. "We could go after you wake up a bit and get something to eat," he offered, looking unsure. Honestly, he didn't have a set time in mind. He watched as the Quizzle bounded to pile in with Snow and Blizzard, smiling a little more before sighing.

"Or we could go this evening... I'm fine with whichever.."

Would he mind if her hair was messy? "No... Depending on certain things, our hair is bound to get messier anyway, along with being wet." He shrugged and watched the ghoul with a little expression that was partially amused and confused. "I'll wait here while you go change. You... You don't have to worry about towels," he said after a moment, looking to the pile he had himself. "I will get them..."

He was excited. She said yes to the springs and the fact they were going now was even better. His little tail was just wagging away behind him, obviously pleased with the way things were going for him today. It was a lucky day, he felt. Even his ears perked up to rest against his horns on his head. It didn't happen that often, but when it did, it meant he was happy.

He didn't need a full five minutes to put on his swim trunks. He put them on with a muscle shirt over his top, not that he had many muscles. He was more lean than muscular. Either way, when she came back, he was putting up his hair and he looked towards the door. He had a rubber band in his mouth and a hand full of hair. "Open," he said, a little muffled.

His back eyes watched the door, waiting to see what she would wear. Ah, he honestly didn't know what kind of swim suit she wore. His hair was being a pain in his backside today, because he had just washed it last night, which mean it was silky smooth and not wanting to go up.

"Sorry, I have my hands full," he said, again, muffled by the rubber band between his teeth.