The bed is so impeccably made that Nico feels a little bad even touching it, but at least with Akiha's express invitation, she can bring herself to sit at the mattress's edge beside her. In her head she calculates just the right distance, not so close as to be overbearing but not so far as to feel detached -- and then she adds another couple inches, because it's Akiha. "Thanks."

Stretching out her legs, Nicp plants her hands over her knees. The crackling tension in the air seems to have quieted a bit, but it sure doesn't mean things have stopped feeling awkward.

"So..." she begins, and immediately stops to clear her throat. "Go ahead and tell me stuff, I guess."

... Yeah, she has no idea how to do this.