"I will tell you anything you want to know if you tell me what you know about the anniversary date," Yor said from her seat across from Camilla in the center's tearoom.
Camilla grinned exposing her sharp canines over her teacup. 'Anything I want, huh?' "Back in junior high, did Dominic ever give you a reason to suspect he had a crush on you?"
Yor thought back to those years. She could count on three fingers the times Dominic had spoken to her then, and he spoke to her the same way he spoke to everyone else. "No."
"Are you sure? He didn't ask you to spend time with him outside of school or act nervous around you?"
"I am sure that he treated me that same way as everyone else. Honestly, Camilla, the possibility that he might have ever thought of me that way didn't cross my mind until you brought it up last week. Are you certain that he did have a crush on me?"
Was she certain? She had always assumed that was the case, but did she have any evidence beside his habit of looking at Yor? "Well, no."
Yor smiled gently. "Maybe it's time to let go of that fear."
Camilla put her teacup down and shifted in her seat. "Perhaps you're right."
"So, what do you know about the anniversary?"
Camilla folded her hands on the table. "I won't tell you everything because a pleasant surprise is healthy for you. I will tell you that Forger tasked me with styling you and that you're going to look so good he won't be able to form a coherent thought. "
"That all sounds extravagant. I'm going to be so out of place."
"You'll be fine. Your darling Loid is making sure of that." 'Did I just imply that Loid was the mastermind behind this event? Yes. Does that matter if it brings them closer together?'
"Thank you!" Yor smiled.
Camilla shrugged.
"How did the rest of your time with Dominic go last Wednesday?"
"Um—" the unflappable Camilla found herself pink in the face. "There's nothing to tell."
"Really? So you aren't back together?"
Camilla looked down at her hands. "We are not."
"Why? From what I could see, you both still adore each other and have a good time together."
"Maybe." She looked up at Yor. "I can't—I don't know how to date him now that he knows."
"What do you mean?"
"I lied to him the entire time we were together. The Camilla of Camilla and Dominic didn't have a dark secret. How can I be part of Camilla and Dominic now when he knows I'm not that Camilla?"
Yor hmmm-ed.
Camilla fidgeted with her hands.
"Maybe you can't be Camilla and Dominic, at least not that Camilla and Dominic. You never know what the new Camilla and Dominic would be like until you try. I have a suspicion that it would be even better than before."
"That's—not bad advice, Yor."
"Thank you. Would you do me a favor?"
"I suppose it's only fair."
"Next time you see Dominic, would you please let him know that your distance is not because you hate him? Or if that's too much to ask, a quick kiss would probably pull him out of his doldrums too."
Camilla blushed. 'I know I don't deserve to kiss him, but why do I still want to?' "Consider it done."