The reaction of the newly awakened blonde fox was rather amusing, and Miyuki couldn't help but ge ta slight, wry smile on her lips as she watched the scene unfold. It was like a moment out of one of those old shows that you could watch on the... Moving-pictures box... That also made sound... What were they called again? Oh well, it didn't matter. A machine was a machine, no matter what their parents called it.

"No harm done." Miyuki replied, when Yumeko - overly apologetically - stammered and apologized for her uncouth act of overly intimate closeness. That tooo was quite adorable.

Then, the golden fox managed to gather herself, turned around to face the dark haired fox properly, and made a rather sudden, and bold, ... Uhm... Was it... Was it an observation, claim or unavoidable intent? It was a bit hard to judge, given taht smile, but also the conents of what had beben said...

[i]Groom?[/i]

"... Uh..." Miyuki had... hard to read expression on her face. "... Oh...." She then suddenly seemed to realize what the other meant once the comb was mentioned. "I... Suppose... if you relaly want, I wouldn't mind..." This time it was Miyuki's turn to get a slight tinge to her cheek. She... Wasn't used to someone - or anyone, for that matter - fussing over her. Back then... Before this ship... Before space.... Before Yumeo... Nobody really cared one way or another what she looked like...

.. Because they either did what she said, or they didn't do anything ever again...

The noirette slet out a slight, exapserated breath, turned around, allowing her tails to flop down onto the bed, so that Yumeko was now facing the woman's back - with easy access to both her long, dark locks, as well as the aforementioned many-tails.

"... Just... Be. quick about it..." Even if Yumeko couldn't see her face, she could hear that this was... Not somehting Miyuki was accustomed to her, and even her voice was pouting.