Lloyd stood frozen, pondering for a moment what the 'girl next door' meant. A sudden whim struck him, and he hurried back to his room before entering his [Thought Realm].
As soon as Lloyd entered, he could feel an invisible, delicate little hand appear before him. It first hooked his chin, then drew two circles over his chest, and finally, slowly reached for his waist...
'What... What is it trying to do?'
'Losing control? Giving in to its primal urges?'
Lloyd jumped in fright, quickly crossing his arms over his chest as he protested:
"Wait... Saint... I'm actually the modest and conservative type..."
Then, he squeezed his eyes shut, gritted his teeth, turned his head to the side, and steeled himself to continue:
"But from the day I joined the Sect, I have been prepared to sacrifice myself for it, so... bring it on!"
But as soon as the words left his mouth, the invisible, delicate hand balled into a cute little fist and bonked him on the forehead.
