[Perfect timing, really. Crimson immediately skittered around the counter and towards them, flopping over the back of the sofa (conveniently catching a glimpse of the doujinshi Lin had been looking at) before reaching over her for the box of matches on the coffee table and holding it up.]
We were just waiting for you to show up since we thought you should have the honor of starting the fire! I asked Lin-san to pick out a less... well, revealing one to show you out of all the ones I was able to bring up.
[Crimson, master bullshitter. And trying to shift all the blame from Lin onto himself. Because he really, really didn't want Lin trying to kill him for the rest of his days here.]
Quicklog;
[Perfect timing, really. Crimson immediately skittered around the counter and towards them, flopping over the back of the sofa (conveniently catching a glimpse of the doujinshi Lin had been looking at) before reaching over her for the box of matches on the coffee table and holding it up.]
We were just waiting for you to show up since we thought you should have the honor of starting the fire! I asked Lin-san to pick out a less... well, revealing one to show you out of all the ones I was able to bring up.
[Crimson, master bullshitter. And trying to shift all the blame from Lin onto himself. Because he really, really didn't want Lin trying to kill him for the rest of his days here.]