Miko had failed a guess, but that didn't mean the game was lost, so to speak. In fact, as time whittled on and she became more distressed she seemed to be more actively thinking about things. Perhaps, if she wasn't so currently enchanted by hands exploring her person she might have thought about why she was such a masochist and procrastinator. Too bad she wouldn't have time to think about that, as her slip in speech caused the lad to grin even with his eyes closed. That was interesting to see. He was very interested, 'I've definitely been reading this situation wrong. That's hot!' she almost screamed mentally. "That's kind of embarrassing..." she managed as he squeezed with more purpose and a moan escaped her lips. He could explore her like this and she didn't even have it in mind to stop him really. She was having far too much of a good time. Or maybe it was good to have a good time?
Still, there was her second guess, about his current activities, and their connection to his inner voice. It almost seemed to confirm itself, given the hand moving towards her thigh. The muscle within seemed to jump with excitement. It was confirmed by Sei-chan to be too narrow, something was far thicker. Miko's eyes widened at the news. Though the lad had closed eyes she couldn't help but be shocked, her brain heard those words and connected them directly to well, likely what lie in wait beneath his clothes. Did he mean to make her think that, or was she jumping to conclusions? "Eh?! Did you mean that the way I took it or... is my brain being weird?" she asked directly. What was more he claimed that his inside voice had more demands and that this was only the natural progression of answering her earlier question. Oh, right. There was that pretense to his actions, but this seemed like far too much for just that... and she still didn't really want him to stop. That comment about what he could tell while blind was indeed one which she could concede. "I mean... sure you've made your point, though a blind person would have to know the start to tell the difference. I don't think it should stop too soon though, what if it changes again~" she commented, seeming to lack a desire to have him stop and stop him. Actually, if his own desires were similar to hers, then maybe the demand of his inside voice was also similar to ones she experienced? Perhaps it didn't want to stop at touching? Maybe it wanted to go further... did she like that? Did she want that? Well... yes. It still didn't feel wrong at all..."Ah, last guess... Is the demand of your inside voice, about being inside me?" she came to this conclusion after thinking of all the things said so far, about waiting and making things up. About her, it connected to thoughts about his obvious interest in this case, even though she'd always assumed him to be joking or just talking.