<div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_et9ttl8zdzQ/TD_-vwBMOGI/AAAAAAAAN5E/eP7JumXuE2M/s1600/1a3f651e06434edab4aee510aaf9f5b6.jpg)</div><br/>Michelle paused only a moment as she switched back to the dummy once more, catching the water bottle in her off hand to catch a drink.  She slowed down her efforts somewhat, but didn't stop in the meanwhile, just letting herself get rehydrated.  Already her body was coated in a soft sheen of perspiration that shone in the sunlight.  "Michael said not to stop," she said gently, the excuse feeling feeble in her ears but good enough at least for the time being.<br/><br/>She tossed the bottle back after having nearly drained it, her breath coming a little easier when her throat wasn't as dry.  "I just wanted to say," she said gently, looking back to Eliza and no longer really checking the dummy's position.  She already knew exactly where the thing was anyway.  "Yesterday was beautiful, I'm glad it happened, but I don't have true love feelings for you."  She was being way too blunt and honest lately; she wondered if it was a sign of trust or just that she was getting lazy.  "I found out the hard way earlier today just what love feels like, and I'm in love with Miyuki."  She should probably have come up with a better way to explain, some lighter way of letting Eliza know.  Hopefully real combat didn't require being exhausted.  "I just...things are open, we didn't make any promises to each other or anything, I just...felt like I should say."