[ It's when Kasumi feels Maya's lips pressed against hers that it hits, just how much she'd actually wanted this, although she kisses back with just about as much hesitation for reasons. ]
She doesn't want to put her hands anywhere near Kasumi's hood- she'll let Kasumi make that call, if she wants to- so she wraps her arms around the thief's waist, tugging her closer. ]
[ ... On the one hand, Kasumi thinks that's endearingly adorable, but on the other... She doesn't know how to respond to that.
She's spent so much time resigned to the fact that there would never be another after Keiji, that probably, the galaxy would end before anything like that would happen. So she's at a loss, but at the same time, it's nice, having someone you want to be with even amidst the galaxy's impending doom. ]
I guess there isn't really something that's "supposed" to happen. We just see where it takes us.
Say, maybe we... Stick together, when we can.
[ a beat. ]
But if you're talking about right here and right now? Well...
[ She laughs, her gaze following Maya as she moves towards the bed, and she takes a brief moment to--finally--slowly reach up, her fingers grasping at the edges of her hood, and she says not a word as she pulls it back and lets the hood drop down to her shoulders. ]
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