When he'd given me enough praise, Lance stood up and looked over to his left over at Osamu, still faintly aglow with a small smile. "So, what do you have in mind for dinner, love?" he asked Osamu.

Osamu's smile dropped in a gentle way as he glanced down at me and then back to Lance. "Oh, I'm not sure.. I wasn't really worried about food while you were away. I think I'd be fine with whatever you guys want."

..Even though Osamu sounded very polite, I couldn't help but think he meant only Lance by: "you guys..."

Lance slowly smiled. "..I know I ask for this so often, but..."

Osamu broke into a gentle laugh. "You want rice balls."

Lance smiled wider and nodded. It was so weird seeing Lance so... soft.

Osamu walked up to Lance and gently caressed his pale cheek with a soft smile. "I'll make my delicious rice balls for you as many times as you want them." And on that note, he walked off to the kitchen in front of him.

As Osamu went, Lance watched him go with a cozy kind of look that made me feel cozy inside, too. ..He stood there for a second and then looked over his shoulder down at me. He looked me over and furrowed his brows a tad.

Not sure what else to do, I held still with my eyes on him. ..I licked my lips in a submissive way in hopes that would let me fly under the radar.. For whatever I did...

Lance just blinked a few times and then walked off to the high chairs at the counter that looked over the kitchen.

..And so I just went back to sewing...

..In a way, knowing and seeing how Osamu's presence can quell Lance makes me feel so safe. Osamu doesn't seem to be the aggressive, or.. physical type, and the great power Lance means that possibly Osamu could be an ally of mine. He also seems to like me, or.. prefer me over Marcy. Maybe that would mean he would favor me and treat me a little better.

However, on the other hand, the same things that comfort me also make me fear him more. He does indeed have some sort of control over Lance, so that means he could order him to be more harsh on me if he so desired. Osamu may not be the type to lash out at me physically, but what if he isn't opposed to Lance doing it for him?? What if all this is an act? What if he doesn't really like me at all and he's just trying to manipulate my feelings toward him in a positive way??

Oh my god, what if Lance brought Osamu here as a different kind of punishment? A- a more subtle, slow kind of punishment that would take form in the long term?? Something that would possibly trick me into being trusting of them and then they-- they do something terrible to me like sell me off into sex trafficking or even kill me with a silver blade or something.

..What if Lance is weaning me from him...? What if this is all a grand plan where Lance was to capture me, get me used to this way of life, and then he was to give me to Osamu so I could serve him? Would Lance really leave me behind like that..? Do I mean nothing to them? Am I really just property to them? Nothing more...?

I heard a snicker from the inside. -I thought you didn't wanna stay anyway.-

I don't.

-Then why are you worried about Lance giving you away? Do you feel some sort of obligation to him or something?-

I frowned. No. Of course not.

I just...

-...??-

..Want what's best for me. That's all.

-Mm...-

I thought we agreed that we wouldn't tap into each other's internal monologues...?

Vigil chuckled. -Times have indeed changed... pet. I tap in and out when I want to.-

..Cunt...

Vigil just chuckled as he sank back into the abyss...