Vira-Lorr was not hurrying, giving her little friend time to set up the candles and make sure the bathroom was comfortable. One hand reached to take the salts and hold them under her arm firmly while she hovered close. There were sensations, in the way that her hand was being grasped, the faint reactions of the body near to her. She breathed out, eyes closed while she moved into the living room. "The night that it happens... I won't hold anything back from you. I want you to feel wonderful when I touch you. Because you deserve nothing less than perfection," she whispered, winking and then going to her ear to whisper. "But we'll see what happens. You're still in charge. You will always be in charge."

"Are you ok, Minako?" She had a little bit of nerves herself. It was that nervous energy that came with being near to something she wanted a lot, and not wanting to screw it up.