[At a different time, she'll muse how odd it is that Mondo is okay touching her head and cheek and wrists like this, but cuddling up for a photo makes him go bananas. How weird. Anyway.

"I did what I did"? She almost asks him what that means, but within seconds, seeing that pain, that guilt, that weight in his eyes - oh. She still doesn't know exactly what happened, and isn't entirely sure she wants to. But here is a detail about it nonetheless : the desire to be strong led him to kill. What does that mean? Could such a need really lead to the death of another?

... Yes, it could. Mikan is fully aware about the dangers of needs, wants, the extremes of emotions. Monokuma had counted on it. Wonderland counts on it.

Wonderland could make him hurt her. It could make her hurt him. But she's not afraid of that, not afraid of some far-off possibility, when his touch is real and warm and here.

She doesn't want this moment to ever stop. Her hand lifts and touches his own, grateful, maybe even to double-check this is happening, not a dream.]

If... If you can count on someone like me, then... I know... I can always c-count on you.

[Her other hand comes up now, now both of hers holding his one.]

I'm... still scared, but I'm... not scared as I was before. Can we find a way to be strong... the right way? Together?