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The smile crept up on Mitsu's face again though it wasn't nearly as broad as before. She was a little more aware that her face could be seen and it made her a little nervous. "I'm glad we helped out even if it was a little." She wasn't sure how well she had honestly helped, she was most of the problem but she had tried to fix it.

"Hel, is a good friend." Mitsu nodded. The ghoul was very friendly and outgoing and had confidence to boot. It was like nothing could stand in her way. "What kind of goals did you set for yourself?" Mitsu asked curiously. Maybe it would give her some ideas.

Fear of a dorm. At least Mitsu could say that was at least one thing not on the list of her many fears. Still though, the thought of writing everything down seemed...overwhelming and the more thought she put into it was really rather daunting. True she listed in her mind problems that others didn't see as problems like being small or having a cute face, but to her they were an issue.

"I..I guess I can see where a list would help." She tapped at her mask nervously. But what would be a small problem to tackle first? "I would like to be braver too." Mitsu admitted. She wanted to be able to be there for her friends. The lycan didn't want to be a burden. "I'm afraid..I'm going to hold someone back." Namely Shun. "That my weakness will cause problems."

It was always nice to know Mitsu could count on people to look out for her. It didn't make her feel so alone. At the same time though she didn't want others to worry about her especially in a situation where they would probably need to look out for themselves. "I just don't want others to be in danger because of me."

Her ears perked though when Mot offered his help though she wasn't really sure how he could. It was more of an internal battle of sorts though.....her thoughts drifted to her mask and she touched it out of self consciousness. To her it wasn't such a small step though it really was. Just trying not to hide a mask was a big deal to her. It was her comfort, something she had grown attached to, though this mask was still new and strange to her.

"I...I fear what people think of me," Mitsu said softly. It was a hard thing to admit, that she didn't just want to hide she wanted to blend in. "I feel like, because of how I look, I don't make a very good monster. I'm not scary or frightening in any way." Though Lizzy had told her that wasn't a bad thing. She had a surprise element up her sleeve. "I was made fun of a lot because of my face...which is why I wear this." She tapped the mask her head dipping a bit. It was the first time she had really said it. It felt awkward but at the same time like a weight was being lifted off her chest. Mot was just easy to talk to she supposed. He was so eager to help she felt comfortable with him.

It seemed Mot was on the same page as Lizzy. Maybe there was something to it. It was still hard to accept but it couldn't be coincidence that more than one person thought the same thing.

Mitsu shrank back a little when Mot mentioned her mask and that it was brave of her. Actually it wasn't. It wasn't by choice that she had this new mask it was because her old one had been taken and she couldn't function without something covering her face. Looking to his hat though, it was hard for Mitsu to imagine that Mot felt vulnerable.

"I..I just thought you wore the hat all the time because it looked good on you." It wasn't quite like a mask, but Mitsu supposed it could be. It did hide his eyes from view. The fact that he had shared some of his own insecurities made Mitsu feel a little more comfortable. More common ground realizing that Mot understood her.

So Lizzy was behind Mot's need to get rid of the hat too. Lizzy was all about...helping. It was helping right? Though at times it felt a little pushy perhaps.

At mention of Prom Mitsu blushed, the bits of her face visible around her mask turning bright red. "Y...yeah I h-had a different mask then." She nodded. While she had done well with it that night she had hated it. "L-Lizzy made me wear it." The demoness wanted her to go completely maskless and wouldn't budge. That was the closest compromise that Mitsu found. So easily peer pressured she was.

With a sigh Mitsu sat back. She was really starting to wonder if she was making any real progress. "I've only taken my mask off for a small number of people too." Trusting people was so hard to do but the ones that she trusted she trusted fully. But...she trusted Mot. The lycan was opening up to him after all, he was comfortable to be around. Tentatively her hand reached up toward her mask but she hesitated. "P...Promise you won't laugh?" Or think I'm silly, she thought mentally.

Mitsu paused as Mot brought his hand to his hat. He would...really take his hat off for her? Considering what Mitsu had just learned that was a pretty big deal. Her unease was starting to settle and Mitsu gave a nod. "On three then."

The numbers were counted out, though there might have been hesitation in the last one. Who knew it would take so long to get to three? Three shalt be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, nor either count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. But when the last number was called Mitsu pulled away her mask, a large pair of crimson eyes staring up at Mot a little sheepishly. She swallowed hard for a moment wondering how he would react hoping and praying he would be as accepting as he seemed.

Mitsu could see the shyness reflected in Mot's eyes as he looked down at her. At least she wasn't the only one that was nervous. For a moment she thought he was just staring, perhaps a little put off by her face? But then he smiled. Relief hit Mitsu hard at that point and a sheepish smile of her own started to show. No, no laughing.

"You look good without the hat too," Mitsu's smile broadened a little. True the hat kinda worked with the rest of his attire but it was nice to see his full face for once. His eyes added another level of expression. "T..thank you for sharing with me." She really appreciated the gesture that he would take his hat off in return for taking her mask off. It was just another step in the right direction, yes?

Carefully Mitsu took the mask that was still in her hands and set it aside on the night stand for now. Once again she could be maskless in her own room. It was a nice feeling.

"Y-yeah I guess we are." Mitsu nodded. It was pushing her out of her comfort zone a little but it was certainly helping or so she hoped.

When asked to see the mask Mitsu looked over toward it. Now this was a bit different. Hand over her security blanket? "S-sure." She was never one to be rude and it wasn't like Mot would break it.

Carefully she lifted the mask off the nightstand and held it out for Mot to take, her facial expression still leaning a bit toward sheepish. It would take her a bit to adjust to being without the mask around the cowboil.