If she were honest, Mercury had to admit that Kunzite's so-obvious interest had been flattering, a balm to those feelings of being left behind and forgotten. She'd liked leading him forward, holding him off, being wanted and most of all, having it on her own terms. Knowing that in this, at least, she could deny and refuse him even as she was bound to the life he gave her in the Darkness.

There'd been a price. Over the years, and as she grown from a girl into an adult, she'd seen the amusement fade from his eyes and something dark take their place. The explicit hearts reminded her of it. She didn't like that. She looked away from them until she found an 'i want all of you' next to an 'undress me' in green. Hmm.

She nearly dropped on the floor in her haste to put them back where she'd found them as soon as she spotted Cortana: the same AI, she remembered, who'd called her a centerfold, and was now standing in front of the aforementioned explicit hearts, who could probably see the ones she'd read. Filthy-minded machine. (Or just curious. Mercury herself knew that curiosity all too well.)

"What a sentimental place." There was sarcasm there.