Yoru

“Pfft… Yeah, how?” He chuckled leaning over his desk. “You gonna hop on a plane and get here overnight?”

“Haha… Had a long day…” He smirked holding his length by the base, having it throb and pulse against his stomach. “Not bad yourself big guy~..”

“What? Is this some kinda video call or somethin..?” Shirou grumbled while watching… what ever it was… on his screen. Shrugging he just decided to continue stroking, even propping his phone up for a better view.

“The hell..?” His brow raised and head tilt tapping at his phone. “I didn’t pick this to watch?”

📲 He’s oblivious as always… just the occasional scroll and stroke, being a bored wolf on a loner night.

"Nah, I want to help you." He sighs, "But I don't know anyone who would...." he thinks again, "I might know someone...."

Noticing the enemy army isn't going to chase he speeds up just in time for them to not be in eyesight. "Save your strength...." but now he thinks, does he turn Yoru to his army so they can do the same, or hide Yoru amoung the people....or find some help.

"Those are 'boats' that we use to travel on water. Some use it for..." he stops while the door wouldn't open, so he kicks it down and injures his foot in the process. "I'll be alright. Let's go my boat is close by."

He nods while running to the right side. "Do you remember the lay out?" He asked, not worried he'd fall for a trap, more worried about how hurt Yoru actually is.

As he steps back and witnesses all that, there was zero time to process anything that just happened. "Lets go. I know the way back but we gotta hurry!" He holds Yoru's claw as they run together. Alarms rising and more men getting ready.