Uta regarded you with a suspicious, wide-eyed gaze, her demeanor distinctly childlike. "I never thought about getting married before," she admitted, a pout forming on her lips. "But I guess I don't have a choice now..."

She let out an exaggerated sigh, flopping down next to you with all the melodrama of a petulant child. "That doesn't mean I have to like this silly arrangement, though," she huffed, crossing her arms and casting a sideways glance in your direction.