The smile almost puts the uneasiness from earlier out of his mind. Misa's slight bashfulness is a drastic departure from the manic, persistent tone of a few minutes before, and, comfortingly, it's more like the encounters he's used to.

He nods, pushing her skirt up around her waist and pulling at the soft cotton of her underwear. "We're... in a relationship, and that means a give and take, right...?"