While a certain Unicorn who was about to join her had taken it easy this morning, deciding biathlons are not his thing and it's better to stay in bed longer, or do something closer to his interests. The challenge the Phoenix presented seemed more tedious than spectacular, and too draining for a very faint promise of reward. The day before he had done a very good job in breaking in the otori, and the judges didn't even notice. So why care?
Bath, on the other hand, was auto-gratifying. Immerse and be relaxed and pleased. Ruhe expected to meet someone at this hour, and in fact there was someone he might be vaguely recalling from the club.
"Is it okay with you that I hop in?" He asked the brooding occupant, his forehead unmarred by furrows of worry.
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