[iu keeps her own mental guards up to keep it all form leaking through-- she does ease it up a little, so tht she can get impressions of his feelings though. It is, however, for purely good reasons though. If he becomes too uncomfortable or panicked, she wants to know so she can put a stop to it before it escalates.

Still, he has her laughing softly.] It's not like that. I like you, despite... Everything. I like you, you're... special. And I don't want to let it go. But it's not like that... [She isn't naive enough to confuse this for something like 'love,' because it's really not like that. She just doesn't know how to actually describe whatever it is.

Her gaze falls to their hands, her thumb idly rubbing a circle against the back of his.] No, it's just... I was-- [How does she describe this?] ...Talked into a lot of bad situations. 'You're so cute, Miu-chan, if you do this or this, I promise to make you famous, I promise you a role in this show; if you don't I'll make sure you never get work again'... Things like that. [A pause and she shrugs with a slight shake of her head.] That's showbiz.

But I can trust you enough to know you won't do that. So, being like this is... I don't know. It's nice. [There's a 'ha' noise.] ...Sorry... It's stupid, I guess.