Aiko's big, brown eyes just looked up at him rather confused. It wasn't quite like her to be so embarrassed about things. It was maybe because she was afraid of messing things up. Or maybe it was her deep fears of being synthetic. She may have a pulse and blood, but she certainly did not have a mother or a father that had a hand in her creation. Perhaps she felt a little less real. And that alone made her feel a bit different from him as if she didn't deserve him.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"Do you promise?"</span>she asked, clearly unsure.<span style="color: mediumpurple">"You make me feel so amazing and I'm afraid that if I let myself get too close to you, you'll see me as fake. I'm not like you."</span><br/><br/>The feline looked down at her tummy. Normal people had belly buttons. She didn't. It was just another constant reminder to Aiko on how she wasn't a "real" woman. She was artificial. Really, she was her own worst enemy. Though, her hands in his certainly felt real. She could feel and see how much he cared about her. Not being normal didn't stop him from caring as much as he did. Aiko bit her lip as she fought with herself. Her eyes looked back up into his. There was a small pout after she tried her best to lean up to give him a kiss. Aiko took to just bonking her head lightly against his chest while looking up at him with those large and innocent eyes. He would catch on to what she wanted, right?