She flushed at the question, not sure how to answer any of it. Was it wrong? It seemed almost like he was protesting too much, but... "We don't... we don't have to, you know," she murmured, fingers just railing slowly up and down his chest as she kept her eyes on his. "Mikoto-san..." Wait, did she have to talk about that? She didn't want to, it was too embarrassing!