"Mmm?"

Miyume had been in the middle of accepting and thoroughly enjoying the caring way Mirai was holding her. The warm haze of bliss lifted rather abruptly when he stepped back. She blinked a few times, as if being jarred awake from a very pleasant dream. The thought of simply pulling him back to her crossed at the fore front of her mind but instead, she simply looked at him with that soulful stare of hers that seemed to see far beyond the physical. She did, however, gently stroke his cheekbone with the back of her fingers.

"You're not forcing me into anything," she smiled reassuringly. "It has been hard and I would like you to finish your statement, Mirai. What would you be to me if I gave you complete reign over me and the decision was all yours to make?"

She caressed his cheek again.

"Tell me how you feel, Mirai? I'd like to know the truth. All of it, no matter how dark or terrible or inappropriate you think it might be."