... I should use my other shoe on you too.

[ But she doesn't, simply staring at him -- weighing, again, the worth of his words, before she exhales loudly and rests back on her hands.

Okay. She's going to die from high blood pressure one of these days, but. Okay. ]

Alright then. Thank you for telling me the truth, Edamura. My own secret feels far less weighted in comparison. Is this Laurent of yours single?