[In her silence, the uncertainty is damning, almost. She has no words for his words, no confidence in her actions that she's so carefully placed so much effort and soul into. But when Tsukikage finishes, she nearly drops the pillow in shock.
And quietly, slowly, she dares to turn back.] You're...
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And quietly, slowly, she dares to turn back.] You're...
...proud..?