"I don't think I could kill you, anymore." Mina said. "I mean, I'll be blunt; I like you, and I'm not some freak who enjoys killing people they crush on, or something like that."
"You wouldn't be able to kill me anyway. Even deities couldn't; that's why they imprisoned me instead." Fenrir paused, then muttered, "And I like you, too."
Mina stopped dead in her tracks, hardly believing her ears. "What? Do- do you mean that?" Her voice was shaky, which was very unusual for her; she usually jsut charged into things, forgoing the whole "look before you leap" philosophy, and she was always full of confidence. But not now.
Mina nodded. "That's fine." She said. "So do you mean that we keep it secret, or that we just don't make a big deal of it but don't really hide it, or what?"