"I was," she answered, a little uncertainly, "if it got to be a thing. It's only been a few weeks and we've mostly just been hanging out together and... well, you know, fooling around." Kiriko finished with a vague hand wave, despite having actually put words to it. She might have tried to play coy on that one if he hadn't let the cat out of the bag, but with Kozue, there was really no point. Her friend was acting more her usual self, rather than shouting at her about what a fundamentally terrible idea it was, and thus the only reason to feel uncomfortable had gone out the window.
She tried to respond with some kind of explanation. Yes, they talked about it, but... But what? She was still afraid? Worried Kozue would judge her? Not ready to say anything at all? Didn't want to jinx it? Liked keeping her secrets? Wasn't sure if he'd want anybody to know? She didn't have a good answer, but Kozue moved on before she could fret about it.
Relief washed over her at seeing Kozue smile again. Maybe she was just putting it on, but Kiriko didn't care - she felt lighter already. "Sounds great." She smiled back, a little softer than was usual. "Thanks, Kozue."