[She leans her head against his chest, unable to really keep looking him in the eyes at that. It's truly almost too intense to take. Either one of them or the other, was missing just one less mask than usual. It wasn't much, and for all her words, to anyone else, it really wouldn't mean much, but she knew what it meant for them, and he knew what it meant and to say that much out loud was almost too intimate. Too intense. It was like fire, warming and exciting, but still, she didn't want to get burned either.]

Don't make such a big deal of it silly. It's just exhausting watching you run around to all the different places, okay? And I don't want to have to run all the way out to cornfields or whatever ever again.

[Some masks Fujiko couldn't bring herself to lose. A lie wrapped around a truth within a different lie and misleading implications everywhere. Their dance moved ever on, but it was still another step forward at least.]