As the conversation began to turn towards the hindrance that came with being in a place like this, Reira found herself now nervously fidgeting with her own goodie bag, fingers squeezing and feeling around for what felt like a small bottle of lubricant and a sex toy. Uta wasn't the first person she had encountered that found this place to be a prison and to be upset by being here— and she understood why anyone would feel that way. To her, putting aside and ignoring the sexual aspects of it, it was a place where she could be free. Though given her high rank status, it made sense she felt that way. If she were low ranking she'd certainly be as miserable as the rest.

So with a brave face, she forced a new smile towards Uta and simply nodded, before speaking. "Yes....many people feel the same way as you. I don't think it does if you can't separate your emotions from the intimacy that comes with things. It's very hard for sensitive people—", like herself, but she wasn't going to admit that. Not when she's been so strong and hadn't fallen in love with anyone here. After all, back home her last boyfriend had been an escort she hired. She fell in love like a fool after all— and swore she wouldn't do that here.

"Time goes by fast though when you fill it up with doing things that don't involve sex. In fact I'm a singer and I've been working on my music during my free time. Writing things, forcing myself to get better at the piano. Stuff like that."