[That spiral of emotion, that heady swirl within the younger girl wasn’t missed or disregarded. Rei leaned forward, expression intent, eyes locked onto Inaba’s. The calm mask peeled back to reveal something naked, all raw emotion and boiling fear. It’s not all that different from when she’d helped Naru deal with experiencing her first Youma attack, or when Fish-Eye had so splintered Ami’s psyche that she couldn’t fight. This was something important, something Inaba had kept from everyone, and it changed the category Rei put her in. Whenever a conversation like this happened, the Senshi in her reclassified the individual into ‘potentially threatened’ and ‘potential harbinger of a threat.’ Should she be on edge, prepared to fight? Or should she be on edge and scanning for threats?

When the first words out of Inaba’s mouth involved risking her life, the tension in Rei thickened, her eyes suddenly flaring to life and growing more intense. Her jaw set, nose twitched, and she nodded slowly.]

Inaba. If there’s a threat to you, to your life, then I’ll do more than that. Should it come to it, I will fight to defend you. I will tell no-one, and I will contact you in forty eight hours, and I will leave Phobos and Deimos here until that time passes. I can see through their eyes, and if anything comes to threaten you, I will be here in less than five minutes.

[There’s a kind of zeal in her voice, a fiery passion and heat to her statement, and one that’s laced with a subtle psychic nudge. Rei had little in the way of Michiru’s capacity for stimulating the mind, but she’d learned to do little pushes like that to engender trust…or at least make her words seem less outlandish.]

Please, go on.