"Just like higher standards than 'not hating it' for me kissing you? Hmph... I'm feeling... Antsy now. Like I want to pace or move somehow. But guiding is still good. Maybe giving a massage?"

"If you're offering absolutely. Right shoulder gets banged up a little with the big guns."

"Well, I've never so much as looked up how to do massage, but how hard could it be? I suppose you should lie on your front?"

Flomph. The silo has a big couch.

He will attempt gamely to Do A Massage! Firm but not too hard, pressure but not too pressure, conversation mostly about where to press. Two hands, sometimes forearms, and his shorts'd leg pressing against Haru's arm. Keeping up chatter about where and how hard to press.

"It turns out it is hard to give very detailed feedback on this when it would probably also feel amazing if you just bonked your head onto my spine," remarks Haru, "but I think that's a good spot - I'll be better at distinguishing guiding from everything else with more practice but you're really markedly more compatible than Wendy -"

"Same with you- The comparison in my head is like fresh soda versus day old flat stuff. It's really too bad it's so hard to find compatible people..."

The silo's doorbell rings.

"Probably Wendy? I'm not sure if she has the authority to open this place. You mind if I go get it?"

"I'd cope but as long as I can hold hands on the way there I'd rather?" Hup.

To the door they go, then.

There is Wendy. She near-stumbles forwards!

"Huuuuug, please. Dungeon pulled a fast one with some cloud of darkness bullshit I'm real backlashed and also down some blood."

"Should we also be doing first aid or did you get that handled," says Haru, hugging her tight.

(Also hug, around the edges.)

"I've been cleared to walk around. Call back if I get dizzy. Vampire bats! Apparently more on theme than usual, that baby dungeon, the medics diagnosed everyone who got bit by any with mysteriously missing blood! Victims mostly too weak to walk."

She shivers.

"Killed the fucker though. Or someone else who was on site did at least, I think they were called Dovetail?"

"I've met Dovetail. She's nice but so incompatible with me I think I might have gagged."

"Um-" He makes a couchward gesture.

"Yes, by all means, please take off my clothes and pla~ton~ic~ly," she does an irritatingly high singsong voice, "Lie directly on top of me. I'm so done."

"Do you literally need help taking off your clothes, yikes, what rude vampire bats. How many clothes.". The shirt is obvious and he starts there.

She's got a big bruise developing around the belly region. Also she's REALLY backlashed. Like, getting up there towards awakening levels.

"I could probably manage it, but I do not want to. I'm holding myself from scratching my skin off by knowing guiding is about to happen. Are you guys going to make it weird?"

"I will try not to. Backlash solidarity."

...Teddy goes and adjusts the thermostat down a couple notches.

"No weirdness here. Say when." If she wants to get completely naked that's fine by him.

Everything but her boxer shorts, looks like. And then she flomps face down on the couch.

"Yayyyyy I am being squished and I THINK nobody died and so all is right in the world."

...This is a medical requirement. For superpowers. It's only weird if you make it weird. Couch squishes ensue.

And surprisingly, that makes it click into 'not weird'.

"Vampire bats, huh? Freaking dungeons. I wonder what the world would be like without them..."

"Like if they just never showed up? Larger population and worse materials science I guess. I'm not sure about urban density trends..."