Mirai stared quietly into Miyume's eyes for some time. She searched his face - he studied hers. While behind it, shrouded in a darkness as black as the sky above, were mystery, compassion, curiosity and genuine understanding. It was as if she was looking at his soul, or the umbra that surrounded it in the thought that was who he was.

"That's not good. You need to start having more confidence. I wonder if you'll let me help you with that?" He gave a cocksure smile. "I can think about your body too, if you wish."