[Inumuta, at this point, has found a blanket to throw over himself haphazardly, and was lying on his side so he wouldn't have to even hold the phone to his ear. The ultimate in laziness. But oh good, he can hang up now that Iori's in the room and blessed him with his glasses and something else which he can't tell what it is. Just give him a second to put his glasses back on and-]
that icon looks like iori is standing next to his bdsm slave and i cant stop laughing
That's not mine.
[It might be his.]
... And yes, that about summarizes it.