Takeo
The flat was rather messy but that was mostly due to the fight with those nasty bad guys so she couldn't blame it on him, right? Right. But she still seemed to be looking around the room rather critically so Taki decided he ought to clean up. He used his gift to sweep the sofa clear of glass and made a gesture that suggested she could sit there. Cleaning was one of those things his gift was really good for, even if he couldn't do the delicate stuff.
The table was still up-turned over by the broken window so Taki righted that, again with the help of his gift, and then proceeded to move all the glass he could find to one corner of the room.
"You make cleaning look easy," Lena commented as she gave the sofa a once over before opting to stay standing. Taki noticed this and decided she must think there might be glass under the cushions or something. He should probably have thought of that before.
"Allow me," Taki said with a grin and turning toward her, he lifted the cushions first and gave them a good turning over in the air which was, admittedly, accompanied by the slight tinkle of glass. Taki could feel the sweat beading on his forehead as he gestured with his hand to sweep the glass to the corner. He didn't technically need the gesture but it made him feel more comfortable with tasks that were a strain. A strain? Man, he was really feeling the lack of the orb now.
Takeo dropped the cushions back to the sofa and Lena at last sat down. "Thanks. Uh... I guess you'll have to get that fixed."
"Yeah I'll ask my landlord about it tomorrow. Um... do you want some food? I don't actually know if I have any in which I should have thought about before and I'm not really much of a cook but-" Ah man. Takeo was going to have to work on getting all that confidence back.
