[ Homura's used to admiring looks; she gets her share of that from her classmates, and it doesn't embarrass her like it once would have (althought it DOES bug her slightly that they only happened after she changed her image and her bearing). When it comes from Junko, when Junko looks her up and down like she's inspecting and taking in every curve of her body... ]
[ Well, she's not sure what to make of that possibility, but it certainly doesn't worry her as much as it should. Although her lack of worry does worry her a little bit, it allows her to regain a bit of her poise; she meets Junko's approach and inspection with casual dignity, and she pushes down her mortified embarrassment enough to NOT wrap the bathrobe more tightly around herself. ]
[ Junko's approach DOES give her a closer view of those breasts, so she has to make an effort to meet the older woman's eyes. After a second or so, of course. Totally natural. ]
I feel much warmer now, yes.
[ THAT'S for sure. Although Homura relaxes at the offer, giving Junko another barely-there smile. ]
And I... I'd like that a lot. Thank you. Is there anywhere you'd like me to sit?
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[ Well, she's not sure what to make of that possibility, but it certainly doesn't worry her as much as it should. Although her lack of worry does worry her a little bit, it allows her to regain a bit of her poise; she meets Junko's approach and inspection with casual dignity, and she pushes down her mortified embarrassment enough to NOT wrap the bathrobe more tightly around herself. ]
[ Junko's approach DOES give her a closer view of those breasts, so she has to make an effort to meet the older woman's eyes. After a second or so, of course. Totally natural. ]
I feel much warmer now, yes.
[ THAT'S for sure. Although Homura relaxes at the offer, giving Junko another barely-there smile. ]
And I... I'd like that a lot. Thank you. Is there anywhere you'd like me to sit?