Talk?
I couldn't help but wonder what she actually wanted to talk about with me at a time like this.
Of course, I didn't think it was going to be about sex or anything along those lines. Still, seeing her dressed like that made it surprisingly difficult to stop my mind from wandering in that direction, even though I knew this wasn't the time for those kinds of thoughts.
Even then, I knew she was still in an incredibly fragile emotional state.
Her father had just passed away.
If I tried to take advantage of her while she was feeling like this, I'd be nothing more than complete scum. Sure, I wasn't going to pretend I was some kind of saint, because I knew perfectly well that I had plenty of flaws, but even I had lines that I refused to cross.
Besides, with everything she had been carrying on her shoulders, the last thing I wanted was to become another burden she had to deal with.
More than anything else, I simply wanted to treat her properly.
