Texas is still hard for Exusiai to decipher. She never says more than exactly what's necessary; if she had to go out on a limb (and she doesn't, but she will), she'd say Texas is oftentimes lost in another world. Never can seem to catch her off-guard, though. Even when Exusiai knows she's surprised her, she can never quite get Texas to jump.

Not like Sora -- that poor kid could compete with professional volleyball spikers, the way she leaps into the air when Exusiai sneaks up behind her. Not like Croissant either -- she'd get a fist to the skull for the crime of succeeding. She wouldn't dare pull that shit on Emperor, though.

"Oi, Texas, you want something to drink?" Exusiai calls, from the kitchentte. It's just the two of them in, apparently. Sora and Croissant are out on some sort of mission, Emperor is out... somewhere, and they haven't seen Mostima in weeks.

"...sure," Texas says, softly, barely lifting her eyes from the book she's reading. 'Sure' doesn't exactly explain what she wants to drink, but Exusiai knows. Hot chocolate, no sugar. She has it all the time; when they're technically on the clock and they're not allowed to actually partake.

She sets the cup down beside her; sits down on the other side of the couch and turns on the TV. If it bothers her, Texas doesn't say anything.

It's some thirty minutes later that Exusiai realises her cup is gone -- she's long finished her coffee, but her cup...?

She glances over at the kitchenette -- it's been washed. Texas is in the exact same spot as always, but her cup is missing too.

Mm, she doesn't get Texas, but... she kinda gets it.