There was something strange about this man. Despite him causally stripping out of his jacket, he seemed so unsure and out of place standing there in the room with her, knowing what the two of them were supposed to do together. Silently, Nelli couldn't help but wonder how a young man such as himself, with probably the choice of any woman he laid eyes on, would be here with her. Why wasn't he off getting himself a girlfriend or at a party. Why would someone of his status need to pay(or in his case, unbeknownst to her, have someone pay and set him up with her) to have a woman for the night? It was so out of out of position from the kinds of people she was used to coming into this room to pursue a night with her. 

She looked up at him as he approached the bed, watching as rather clumsy hands unbuttoned his shirt. Clumsy hands. Slurred speech. This man was clearly in some way intoxicated. To the extent of his drunkenness she didn't know. Was it why he was here? Maybe, maybe not. She began to go through reason in her ind once more, putting pieces together as though this disarranged man in front of her was a puzzle she could solve. He was very well dressed, so maybe he was a business man? No, no. He was too young. A student perhaps? He was around her age it seemed, so maybe he was a college student as she herself was. Or well, had been. Being sold against her will to the Yakuza had uprooted her plans and hopes of one day making a life for herself. Now, she was nothing more than a tool to these men.

And the young man's words to order her about were a stinging and painful reminder of the truth behind her thoughts. Her blue eyes met his once more and she slowly nodded, "Yes Sir." With that, she did as he requested, slowly and numbly, almost robot like, untying the sashes and ribbon. She took her hair down from its bun, removing the decorative chopsticks from it first, her blonde curls falling over her shoulders, before she finally slid the kimono off of her shoulders, not letting her gaze meet the young man's as she did so.