Her own features soften -- both at his description and the fact that the release in him is almost tangible. "It sounds like he really cares about you."

A brief pause, pressing her lips together, her fingers folding around his hand. ". . . I don't know him at all, but I guess if it were me and I felt like that . . . it wouldn't be about 'letting.' I make my own choices . . . and when I do, if I feel that much about it, I don't even let Kaito get in the way."

Her mouth twists a bit, wry. "Sometimes he just has to keep up with me."