It was a dark and stormy evening. The rain was pommeling the roof of the Minaduki household, albeit there was no one there but you and Fraise. The room you were in was empty with but a small kotatsu table without the blanket with traditionally styled Japanese paperwalls. The power goes out and you two are left in the dark in the same room together. She is quiet, her hands in her lap, looking down and with a scared and slightly red, blushing face. Her silence begs for conversation.