She was never listening to Reno again. Ever. He gave terrible advice, if it left Romeo looking like that.

Yurika shook her head and reached out to brush her fingers over the back of his hand. "I don't know," she answered. "Here. Now. Same place we were when you woke me up this morning."

Just a little bit more jaded, maybe.

She looked down at the bed, twisting the sheet between her fingers as a million different thoughts flitted through her head. Bad ideas, mostly. His comment about doing good while finding his own way had hit home in more ways than he had probably intended.

"If...if it's what you really want, I'll think about it," she said suddenly, still not looking at him. "That's the best I can do. But you need to be sure."

It was more of a concession than he would have gotten from her three months ago.