Yotsuyu sashayed her way in through his unlocked door as if she were some highly-paid actress in a starring role--that, or the cattiest of drag queens taking her turn on the catwalk. Though she stopped when she saw Jecht sprawled out on the couch.

"What is wrong with you? Train too hard?" She hadn't brought anything with her--though if she had a beverage, it was likely she'd have simply doused him with it. Nevermind she'd likely be unwittingly helping...