Reira chews her lip- still looking to the side, and even taking a moment to take her new turtle fish as it's handed over in a bag. Her fingers twist over themselves and then over the knot of the bag, as she tries to sort out her internal dilemma.

"...Yuuya was why I had to make the contract though...remember?" she says quietly, looking up after a short bit.

"Claimed it HIS story, and 'not ours'!" the daemon huffs irritably, the topic still sore.