>"Let's just say that I've every intention of keeping my itinerary uncluttered this evening."
>Let's go get that shower.
>Rin doesn't seem to entirely understand every word among what you just said, but the context brings a smile to her face.
>She does leave you to your cleanliness duties, though, and goes off to get dressed while you hop into the shower. And try not to think about Rin's unclad form standing where you were, the water framing her....
>What's the word, 'twitterpated'? That's what you are, young lady.
>Though a part of you can't help but wonder, if you hadn't stopped that night last year with Marissa, if one of you had overcome the fear of changing for the worse, would this have been what the days to come would have been like? Walking around in a little cloud of joy, challenging yourself not to think too hard on your lover, or thinking about her while maintaining control of impulses you weren't sure you had before?
>Regrets are not like you, and you give your head a good shake under the water, banishing them from your mind. What's done is done, and to regret is to despoil your newfound feelings, and that's not fair to you or Rin.
>Finishing off your wash, you towel off, wrap up your wealth of gradient hair, and leave the steamy bathroom in search of your hair dryer and clothes. In the living room, though, you find a now clothed Rin watching something on TV. It seems to be a report about a bizarre event that occured last night at the White Tiger shrine, and the still image on the screen plainly shows the Titan under assault by your power.