Miyuki looked at Yumeko for a bit, as the golden one traced her hand up along the former's arm and then onto her face. The question was rather silly, wasn't it?

"Yes. I support you. In return, you support me."

Ah... Support in this context was perhaps not quite what Yumeko envisioned... it was possible that Miyuki viewed their relationship similar, though not perhaps exactly the same, as her former interactions with her [i]trad partners[/i]. After all, Yumeko was providing her with board, food and, today, beauty salon-services and new clothes... And Miyuki provvided... Carrying an exerted, overworked goddess to a bed and letting her rest and recover form fatigue on her own... And... [i]Maybe[/i] some light overwatching security detail of the msot liberal and loose sense of the words?

Miyuki had watched as Yumeko's gaze as it trailed along her arm, up her shoulder and finally came to rest on her face. Or, more specifically, her eyes. The dark fox allowed her many tails to swish and flick behind her.

"... Something on my face?" The noirette asked, a slight smile coming to her lips, as she gently tilted her head sideways.

"... Now, did you find any... Fitting foot-flops for me, or do you just want to sit here and keep my face all to yourself~?" ... Foot-flops...? Oh, she... mixed up feet-things and flip-flops...