Kyoya looked up into Mitsu's eyes not scared of the cold tone her voice took or how dark her aura became. He sighed. "I cannot help but think this after all these years of them mistreating me" he said showing his true feelings. He was truly unhappy and in a lot of emotional pain from all the years. He leaned into her touch closing his eyes the light making the bruise look a little darker.

"Sure I would love to keep you company not that I can do much as the moment" she joked before looking around the room. "These are very beautiful dresses my mother would have looked beautiful in them if she was still modeling" she said smiling fondly of the stories she heard about her mother.