[ why, oh why was she picturing a random dude in the lewdest of poses? she knows. she knows at this point, but asa still questions it in a flurrying, flustered panic. fukawa might realize that asa has never had a boyfriend, much less derailed into fantasies. thoughts push in thoughts, after all! ]

I—I, I don't have— [ DID, but asa finishes that on shaking her head. the other girl would know, anyway, if she thought it. and she thought it back— god this was absolutely cosmical. ] Yoru is . . . Someone else, but she met your— other, personality? And they're . . . "Soul Mates", so we're . . .

[ soul mates. oh, yoru goes, placid as the war devi could be. ]