[There's a second, just one, where Saya shies away from his nuzzling head, but then she draws a breath and leans against him. It's okay; if he still likes her after this, then it has to be okay.]
Mm, enough. [A sleeve is all she has to wipe her mouth, but Saya roughly makes use of it before she pulls back.]
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Mm, enough. [A sleeve is all she has to wipe her mouth, but Saya roughly makes use of it before she pulls back.]