[The assurance is followed by the sound of cracking ice. Any flower petals still fluttering around freeze midair within a few inches of the psychic. They warp, twisting and splintering as if the air itself were trying to tear them apart. The source is the bubble of emotion that's bubbled up in her chest. It's devastating how genuine he sounds: "This is too cruel." But for him or for her?

An odd stubbornness makes her finally grip his hand in return. Kiki will play along despite her eyes suddenly becoming glossy and the smile she puts on twitches at the corners as if pained.]

Thank you, Tsurumaru-san, but I don't think it will work between us. [Said even while forgetting what she looks like.] It's nice, though. Someone wanting to keep me company...Usually people become disgusted with my power.

[The girl trails off while focusing on their entwined hands. Her agonized expression softens just a touch.]

...I'm Asukai Kiki.