At the mention of obligations and of the sudden admittance of his hardships, Fuyuko suddenly found herself looking at Ji, eyebrows scrunched and raised in a mixture of worry and annoyance. [color=d0bdb9]"I always pay all my models fairly. [i]Always[/i],"[/color] she stated seriously, all previous hesitation gone from her voice. Still, she found herself looking away from him again. Most of her anxiety with the new situation had simmered down only to be replaced with the ones that continually plagued her, ears twitching in irritation as she laid a cheek down on one hand resting on the guitar, the other hand fidgeting and plucking away at the strings muted by her palm. [color=d0bdb9]"I make good enough money to afford it,"[/color] she mumbled, words to more reassure herself than Ji. But he had nothing to do with any of that and she knew it and knew that he probably only said what he did to be considerate. After all, he was trying his best to relax the atmosphere for her, and it [i]was[/i] working. [i][color=d0bdb9]'Don't think I don't notice what you're doing you... you... you-person-who-I-didn't-think-you-were-you,'[/color][/i] she thought to herself. [color=d0bdb9]"Sorry,"[/color] she eventually sighed, [color=d0bdb9]"sorry,"[/color] adjusting her face so that her chin now rested on her hand and so that she could look up at Ji, which didn't take much effort considering (and she had just noticed) how he was maybe only a few centimeters taller than her. [color=d0bdb9]"I've just - I've just worked really hard for a really long time to be where I am so I get a bit snippy when anybody suggests I'm not good at what I do."[/color] [color=d0bdb9]"Besides,"[/color] she said with a small smile, [color=d0bdb9]"I bet you don't know the first thing about modeling so you wouldn't know if I was under or overpaying you anyway,"[/color] eyes moving back down onto her instrument in a most conspiratory fashion.