[mentioning vietnam makes rin huddle up on herself even more uncomfortably, and she tries to turn her head even farther away from hakuno, if that's possible.]

... By varying definitions.

Obviously, it's like looking back on a poor movie of myself, because I have the memories but I wasn't able to actively participate according to my will at the time, under his charm magic... I know I kissed him repeatedly. I even ate off his fingers like some common floozy. He embarrassed me, in front of all those people.

Then, we went somewhere more private, and he asked me who I had kissed. I had to tell him about who my date was. [the color of her face, and the distress in her eyes, just keeps building. she was (and is) humiliated.] He also made me confide something in him that he could use against me, to destroy me, later. I'm not going to tell you what it was.

[although, comparatively, rin's most hidden fears are rather mild.]

I think he just got bored with me. I offered to sleep with him, and he—he said no, this time, that he was doing it so I would feel rejected and be ashamed by that. I woke up from the magic, at that point.