[He couldn't have grown up too much if he thought it would be simple to win her over. But a good amount of that was her own fault, she knew, but it stood to reason that she was too old and held a little too much experience to bend so easily. If Yamato couldn't hold half a flame to her father's unyielding rule then he wasn't worth following. That was the standard Charlotte held men to, and it's ultimately what fuels her response.]

If that's the case ... [For how prideful she can be and how thorough her own belief systems she's a human woman, and can't resist how damn good his cock feels.] Then I only want to see what kind of man you are.

[He really is still quite young, he's partially grown into the incredibly long and white shadows that both Masaomi and Nariko ultimately cast for him. It affords him some leniency.] I've never seen a wanting man treat his desire like glass.

[That didn't exclude gentility or passion or even love, but it was still rare. But she was one to talk - she hadn't meant to turn this into an evaluation and yet she couldn't help entertaining the idea when a tiny, minuscule part of it all felt right.]