[When she's invited over, she seems to relax a little, the beginnings of a small smile tugging at her lips. Kida's brand of overkill flattery makes it difficult to keep up that high level of anxiety. This was why she'd been so certain that he was just the person to talk to.]
...I'd like that, if it's no trouble...
[What she does and doesn't want to tell him... those things are still bouncing around in her head, but she doesn't want to let them sit.]
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...I'd like that, if it's no trouble...
[What she does and doesn't want to tell him... those things are still bouncing around in her head, but she doesn't want to let them sit.]