[The encouragement was helpful, and she gladly starts following along, letting him lead. The two birds take flight, circling overhead to keep up. She looks up at him, resisting the urge to just gush about Minako a little bit and instead forcing herself to keep an even tone.]

She’s the leader of our order. She has more spirit than anyone I know. And I think…she’d be more upset that I went charging off alone than she would by any tattoos. Not…that I plan on getting them.

[Truthfully she couldn’t imagine going through whatever process he’d gone through would turn out well for her. He’d said it before, demonic magic clashing with the light of Mars might cause a terrifically bad imbalance.]