[ Though she'd tried to channel Sakamoto's business-savvy ways, her smart mouth had ended up getting the best of her once it was obvious there would be no deal. They said 'maybe' they could promise results if she worked but... No. That wouldn't have been worth it. A 'maybe' wasn't enough to sacrifice, well.

This.

For a second, she considers resting her head on his shoulder. Partly because it feels like the right thing to do... and partly because she's so completely exhausted. Better to pass out on him than the fall forward onto the floor or something.

Ultimately though she decides against it because, well, things already got kind a little more intimate and mushy than she intended. Not that it's necessarily a bad thing. ]

Somehow, that isn't actually surprising. But alright. I'll keep that in mind for the next time I get in trouble. Which, knowing me, is bound to happen eventually.