[Hakuno settles down on the edge of the pitfall, her knees together but her feet swinging idly—just shy of giving him his third show. She leans forward to look down at him, her chin braced on the heel of her palm. The sunlight filtering down from the trees dapples her with light, making her eyes seem a bit deeper, a bit darker, but also catching on something not quite hidden by her neckline and glinting red.

His pendant.

After a moment, she breaks the thoughtful little silence she had subsided into as she effectively stripped him with her gaze.]

Mm. You don't. It's more the other way around, all things considered. But, unfortunately, it turns out I'm actually a really selfish, stubborn person; even if you ask, I don't think I can leave you alone or let you shove me away.