[She decides not to protest that, or openly question it. Mami isn't an entirely selfless person - far from it, as she'll be the first to tell you. So there's a helpless and innocent pleasure in the warmth enveloping her hands, the admittance that she means enough to Utena for the other girl to think herself a coward if this visit was never initiated. Although melancholy underpins the pleasant feelings and guilt hitches an uneasy ride on the coattails of this minor happiness....it's a quiet joy that Mami will still treasure.
Her gold eyes are soft as she studies Utena. She cants her head to the side and asks, almost in a murmur:]
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Her gold eyes are soft as she studies Utena. She cants her head to the side and asks, almost in a murmur:]
...Strange?