Malzkael woke up wrapped in Ferro's embrace, her wing extended over him like a blanket.
A clearing of the throat drew her attention up, and she found Anko with all her arms crossed, staring down at them. "Gross," the half-demon girl made a face. "Are you two going to wake up? We're out of food again."
"What do you mean we're out of food?"
"I mean I ate it all, trying to ignore you two'ses weird sounds downstairs."
Malz blushed and rubbed her collar, suiting herself up before she stood. "I thought we still had a week of food left." Just dried fruits, but still...
"You two were really loud."
Ferro groaned and yawned, sitting up. The moment he saw Anko, he hurriedly rubbed his collar to deploy his suit. "Wh-what's going on?" he rubbed his chest over his left side, and Malz remembered she'd been a bit rough with the piercing there.
"Anko ate all the food," Malz reported.
"And we can't go back to kill dolphin-face. Believe me, I tried."
