[Yukiko had freaked out when she'd almost reflexively lit a candle in her room. In fairness though, she'd taken a day to process and experiment and here she was, playing with fire.]

Like anything?

[She shakes her head after a long moment.]

I'm not sure what you mean by that. It doesn't feel bad, I guess. Or good. Just...like it's a part of me. What about with you?