"Sometimes in order to get something done, one has to be direct," Kisara responds thoughtfully. "And sometimes it's not that I find it easier. Just that it was my role. To get results, we can't always expect things to be convenient or within our lines of comfort. I guess I got over that pretty quickly."

There weren't many things she wasn't willing to do for him. For his safety. For his dream. Even now, she simply wants to do everything within her power and ability. When it comes to something like that, she doesn't need to think long or hard about it. At least not at this point.

Her attention turns at his extended proposition, finding it just a touch softer than his actual proposal. Dinner. He addresses her initial concern without her even needing to say so. Privacy. It's something she'll value, considering their relationship to one another, which is very likely thought to be more. Probably has been for a while, all things considered. They have often acted very close. A wonder they're only exploring this now.

"I could... do dinner," she finally replies, trying to put aside some of her uncertainty. "I feel like people might still talk, but I guess we can't just always hide that. At least not everything. Dinner is just dinner, after all. No one likes eating alone. Maybe no one will think anything of it." Because it's not as though he's going to make her dinner, which implies someone else will.

...One way or another, it's going to come up. Eventually.