[ Yuuri tells herself this has only been on her mind since her little chat with Queenie last week, but she knows perfectly well under all her private bluster that it's never really been... off the table, so to speak. After all -- her own reaction to that silly misunderstanding all those weeks ago hadn't been distaste, had it? Just embarrassment. And if she lets herself be honest, maybe a little curiosity. Of course, letting herself get curious means letting herself think a bit too hard about what might have happened and it's a train of thought she always forces herself to derail.

Not anymore, though. After the entire disaster that this past weekend has been, Yuuri knows she'll hate herself more than a little if she doesn't... do something about this, so to speak. It was very close to being too late for that on Friday and she doesn't dare risk hoping for another miracle like that again. The weekend is obviously out but Monday comes and he seems to be healing up enough that it shouldn't be... too risky, right?

She's been wearing her pajamas from home for the past few days she's been sleeping in room 8 but when she turns up on Monday she's still in that white blouse and skirt from her uniform. It looks like she's carrying her pajamas, though...?

She gives him a smile that's just a little too casual to be totally sincere. ]

Oh, um-- I can use your bathroom before bed, can't I? Mine's locked and I didn't want to hang around for too long just to wash up and everything.

[ smooth. perfectly casual. ]