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[b]Gratia Mindaro - Infirmary[/b]

She had detected the feline boy's approach before he had even rounded the curtain, but that did not, in any way, stop Gratia Mindaro from immediately turning her piercing, onyx eyes upon him, an expression that was as utterly bereft of emotion as an icy tundra was of warmth. Her gaze did not falter a single inch. She recognised the Beacon student from their 'guided tour' weeks earlier; he was the inept fucktard whose foolish bumbling had nearly ruined their pizzas. What then, was the reason behind his visit to Nuit's bed? She would not tolerate any further nuisances to her teammate, especially if the irksome cat decided to reenact the pathetic flailing of a lobotomised lobster in the midst of an epileptic seizure.

A medical bay was no place for some retard to drop their spaghetti.

[color=66cd00][i]He's already redder than the fucking sauce.[/i][/color]

It was immediately obvious to her that the state the feline Faunus was currently experiencing had likely been instigated by Bianca Nuit's appearance. The rapidly-reddening cheeks, increased heart rate, overly pronounced swallowing ... that was sufficient evidence for even the blind to realise that the Beacon student was, in some manner, attracted to her comrade, likely even if it had not been so utterly fucking obvious. It was not shyness at work; with the way his eyes were trapped by Nuit's own and the sheer amount of nervous energy present, there were only two possibilities: he had found a new emergency food supply, or he was pining like so many other inferior douchebags had been doing in the past.

Beauty and wealth combined were quite attractive prospects for suitors, after all.

The teenaged Huntress could have spoken up, but there was no reason for her to waste her breath. Nor did Nuit seem to want her to become involved. That wasn't a problem with her. As long as there was no bullshit being peddled by the cat, she didn't need to intervene. She would only watch Kuhaku Shiro impassively, her emotionless gaze never wavering from his body.