[ Mitsuru takes a steadying breath, trying to push her anger and discomfort to the back of her mind so that they can press forward, and lets her arms fall back to her sides. She's still not entirely at-ease - something that's betrayed by the lingering color in her cheeks - but she's doing an admirable job of pretending that she isn't scandalized and furious. ]
I believe you can claim whatever you wish, though ... I doubt they'd have the ability to discern what you can or can't feel.
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[ Mitsuru takes a steadying breath, trying to push her anger and discomfort to the back of her mind so that they can press forward, and lets her arms fall back to her sides. She's still not entirely at-ease - something that's betrayed by the lingering color in her cheeks - but she's doing an admirable job of pretending that she isn't scandalized and furious. ]
I believe you can claim whatever you wish, though ... I doubt they'd have the ability to discern what you can or can't feel.