[ Oh, he's just going to keep holding on to her, then. Blinking a few times as he pulls his boots off with one hand, some of the stressed that worked itself into her shoulders starts to melt away. There are plenty of places he could go--but Hibiki is more than a bit relieved to hear that he's staying put. ]

I basically lived there. I'd say it was a second home, but I think I spent more time there than at my apartment. Not just when I was working.

[ Leading him past the foyer and through the front part of the building, her quiet smile turns more into a grimace when he mentions the alternative bandages that he's used. Gross. Useful, but so, so gross. Turning into a back hallway, she leads him into the kitchen. It isn't huge, but still more than enough to service the dozen or so rooms through of its real-world equivalent. ]

There's a first aid kit in here, I just hope there's enough to patch you up. [ A beat, as she debates. ] You're welcome to take a bath afterwards, if you want. Can't really offer to make you anything to eat, though. Whoever's supposed to keep the kitchen stocked out here sucks at it.

[ She's talking about herself. ]