[How convenient, now that they're in the kitchen, that there really is a sink full of dishes that need to be scrubbed, now that they've soaked a little. Hakkai turns towards it, tossing a dishtowel over his shoulder as he picks up the sponge and begins to apply himself to loosening any crusted food.]

No, I didn't. I didn't know that he would be until he agreed to stay after that first dinner.

[He's still not sure if he can trust Gojyo's new decision to remain in the household. He does seem to care -- he seems not to want to leave... but that doesn't mean things are good. Hakkai's not even sure if they're okay.

And he's already fought with Ayumu about it, even if she may not be wrong that being too close to him is bad for Gojyo all on its own.

The sauce pan clatters as he turns it over to rinse out some burnt-on pork jowl.]

To tell the truth, at first, I was just afraid he'd choke on his own vomit if I let him sleep it off in the back of the bar.