[ Tragically, that's not something she on her own would suggest giving a go, because...something something comfort levels. But, you know, if it were to be brought up, she'd be willing. Be bold, Watanuki.

She listens to this as she fiddles with fabric, pulling it out of the way until he's bared. Sometimes the shift in his demeanor amazes her, because it was yesterday he was screaming at the teapot for not working (yes, she absolutely took a video of the incident), and today he's breaking her heart, telling her things like this. Not in a bad way, but in the sense of making her chest hurt and her fingertips tingle, and making her think she'd do anything to give that feeling to him in turn, but she's not nearly as clever with her words.

But it looks she already does, judging by what he actually said. She's better at expressing herself physically, in that department. So that's why as she talks, she wraps her hands around him and starts to stroke. ]

Ahhhhh, I wish I could tell you what I liked about you, too, but I couldn't keep a straight face...should I start small?