( ...Hm. Lots of things to think about coming from this conversation alone. Piecing them with previous conversations? Should be a giant red flag.

But he ignores those. )

I'm aware that you share your space with me, but...

( Letting Kirma's hair slip away from his fingers, and therefore bringing his touch back so that he can finish off his second drink, he offers a smile. )

I don't have a key. And so many others seem to make it their home away from home, too, don't they?

Not that I mind what you do with your own space, of course. ( He does. ) But it is difficult to think of it as mine, so won't you humor me and invite me over?