Reimi simply laughs at that, the sound clear and bright in the darkness of the dream world. Her head shakes slightly when she responds, a clear dismissal of her companion's assessment of the situation. "You don't owe me anything."

This was what people did when they cared for one another - they gave themselves freely, without thought or expectation of a return gesture. She was happy to be able to do it, locked away so long from anything resembling the power to act of her own accord. If anything, she'd like to thank Kit himself for trusting her to live up to the promises she'd made. It was a great risk to take with someone he barely knew.

Her gaze shifts away from his slightly, drifting to look out at the expansive nothing around them. When she turns back, her expression is mildly quizzical. "Do you want to see any more? We can keep going, if you need to."