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[Mikan listens, quiet and with all her attention focused on him. She knows his talk of taking over the station is just that-- talk. Or, at least, it's not something that will be happening any time soon. She's not entirely sure he even actually wants to do that-- and, equally, isn't sure if he even knows.

But she squeezes his hands and steps closer, appreciative of the efforts to cheer her up, and for the invitation she knows is there. She doesn't hug him, since he's got her hands, but she leans in to rest her head against his after a moment she tilts her head to give him a shy, chaste little kiss.]

Thank you. [And then immediately she turns bright red] Um! S-sorry, sorry, I d-didn't even ask first...!