Thanks... [As Nanami deposits game cartridges onto the bed, Shoka starts to sift through them. Her hands are a little clumsy and concentrating takes effort, but soon she finds one copy of the game she's looking for.] Yeah. Yeah, I gh—got it...

[Nanami's grinding against her makes her shudder and lean her head back, eyes sliding closed again—but she still just barely manages to hold the cartridge up and brandish it in victory. After a moment to regather her thoughts, she lifts her head just enough to get another look at the tie between them.]

... Geez... It's... still really stuck, huh...? Think that's just—a Werewolf thing, or...? A you thing?

[She's certainly no expert, but she has stumbled upon some things during her post-death browsing on the internet... and this is new.]