"I've never really thought about fate from any perspective other than a Kuzuryu one." Ah, her cup was empty. She poured out what was left, and briefly admired the way the light hit the glassy surface. "It's a little scary, thinking of being bound to somebody other than Danna-sama. But I guess that's because I was alone when he came to me." She blinked slowly, tracing a pattern on her sleeve rather than picking up her cup. A sudden thought struck her.

"You were wrong before, you know." She glanced up at him, eyes dark enough to hide the state of her pupils. "About me not being satisfied staying in the house. If it comes down to 'like' or 'hate' then I hate traveling. And errands. I like having a home, and I like it when I can take care of that home. But I like making Danna-sama happy the most. So that's why I don't stay home."