That was pretty big of her. They'd had the same damn stick up their ass about taking everything on themselves. Sometimes it was just easier to fall back into it, as it was second nature. He guessed tonight was a night of just laying it all on the table and blowing off the steam of all the weird shit that happened.

This was the least he could do after pulling him out of that memory. And saving his life. And every other thing she'd done, when she didn't really need to, but wished to. Hell, that was one of the most fascinating things about her: Naoto doesn't do shit if she doesn't wish to. She'll set her foot down and get the ol' laser eyes about it.

That was why, as alarming as the Warlock Asterisk being forced into her iMog may be, he knew the figure in the nightmare had to try a hell of a lot harder to get the best of someone like her.

He nodded. He ought to set up a spot to sleep on the floor about now anyway.

"A'right. I'll be here."