She was going to dye her hair red? Was that because of his preference or because she wanted to? Well, either way, he didn't care much. He'd get to see her in her natural form, or at least the most natural once the red hair dye got rid of the blonde tresses his right hand was entangled in. Then she spoke about how she enjoyed when he played with her hair, how it made her feel more relaxed. He decided that piece of information would come in handy in the future, if he needed it. It also inclined him to play with her hair more, to make her relaxed, and keeping her within his reach, just because. Letting out a hum of acknowledgement, he continued to stare blankly at the top of her head.

There was a slight vibration, coming from Himitsu after his comments about dinner. There was a tilt to his lips at the gentle laughter that had escaped the female cuddled up next to his side. After she had finished speaking, he just nodded, knowing about a place where they could eat. "I know of a place where we could go." He felt movement coming from Himitsu, her snuggling even closer to the to his side. The soft cushioning... could it really be called that?... was pressed up against his side, an oddly comforting sensation. He barely moved, though he did enjoy the feeling of her next to him, even closer.

The knowledge of his status to Himitsu was known, though he was glad by her reaction to it. She didn't react too differently, already having a clue to the prowess she had received. Then, she had informed him of her status of royalty, as surprising as it could have been, it certainly wasn't to Yuudai. The way she carried herself certainly led him to believe more than she lead on. Letting out a slight "Ah." Yuudai just nodded, tilting his head downward, so that the bottom of his jaw would be closer to Himitsu as his gaze redirected back to wards the ceiling. "I suppose, there isn't much, seeing as how we could a small meal now, get ready, and then leave for dinner. Unless, you have something else in mind."

She let out a soft coo when he played with her hair more. This was stirring a few feelings within her, the urge to be closer to him, held in his arms, touching him back, returning the relaxing feeling in some sort of way. She let her hand run across the covered plane of his chest, she could feel him breathing, the muscles under the shirt and skin. She heard him confirm that he knew a place they could go, and that he supposed they could have a small meal before getting ready and leaving for dinner, unless she had something else in mind. Did she have anything else in mind?

Maybe. His scent, his touch, his voice, it reminded her of those few fragments she could remember from that night a few weeks before hand, when they had both been drunk and physically wanting. He made her comfortable, she liked him, and from the vibe she got, he liked her back, though she wasn't sure to what extent. He was making her 'heart' feel something, maybe a deep yearning to see him happy? A deep yearning to be happy with him, to be the reason behind his happiness. In a way, she wanted to be physically close to him, make love to him? She wasn't sure what she was feeling yet. He, in a way, made her want, and she wasn't completely sure how to feel about that.

She propped herself up on her elbow, and let her fingers run down his chest slowly. "Well, there is something else I had in mind before we ate..." and from there they would likely lie in the bed a bit longer, sharing a mostly incoherent conversation before lying in each other's embrace before getting up, eating something quick and getting ready for dinner at a steakhouse.