Nozomi nodded shamefully once again, already dreading what was to come even though she'd suggested it take place in such a manner. Quickly, she stood after Setsuya had risen, rushing to grab a towel and placing it over her owner's shoulders. Poor Nozomi had to stand on her tip-toes as Setsuya was much taller than she was.<br/><br/>"As you wish, Mistress," she said finally, curtsying again after moving into the taller woman's line of sight. She may be a cyborg but that didn't mean she felt no pain... or wouldn't enjoy it a little either.