[ It doesn't occur to Mitsuru to think too hard about the price Kotone is paying to nab a private lounge for them both to eat and spend time in. Back home something like this would be taken for granted for a Kirijo and it would take her a little while to adjust to the fact that she doesn't possess that same privilege, wealth and status here.

She takes the seat next to the other girl, taking a first sip of her cocktail and noting with pleasure that it's the same one she had earlier and enjoyed a lot. Oblivious to her second glass of Diamond Dust doing it's work on her, she smiles in such a way that it reaches her eyes for once. A rarer thing for Mitsuru. ]

I still can't quite believe that I'm sitting next to you again.

This is... nice. [ A beat. ] Seeing you here... well, it gives me more confidence in my ability to deal with this place.