Akemi smirked.

"Ask me again once I won't be wearing a dress I want to keep in one piece and I'll grant your wish with pleasure. Would prefer a bridal carry though. I like to be able to see your face you know."

She picked up her own coat and belongings then held out her arm anew, still cheshire smiling.

"For now let's act as proper sworn enemies sneaking out at night to get drunk as fuck before going to bed for the actual fuck. Romance dammit!"

"Fireman carry isn't romantic?" he seemed a bit confused and in slipped his arm around hers, he pulled her very close. "But I'm for this, I've been drinking all day, have just enough tired and buzz that the second wind is coming right on time, so you better watch your ass, hohei."

He he escorted the lady out of the garden, bringing all their belongings with them.

Akemi might have kissed him before they leave their "secret" clearing. As they reached the exit of the garden she lowered the hood of her coat to fold back into absolute anonymity (HIDA DISGUISE).

From then they walked to the hotel, probably while having a hard time keeping their hands to themselves.

/scene?

(it shouldn't end! but we'll call it here)

/scene