When Aidou thought of human girls and their tragic pasts, he imagined weeping and breakdowns. Wet eyes, at the very least. He had to admit, this strong act between Yuki and Miku was curious; emotions were vaporous, so he didn't exactly criticize himself for not being able to pick them apart like hard, cold chemical elements.

Yuki, he had never bothered to ask. Now that Miku had revealed some of her history, it helped illuminate certain things. Not that he had a vested interest in Hinasaki Miku, not at all. Phantoms and curses, though... Yes, he supposed it might be lonely. The way she talked, she acted as though she'd lost loved ones, which wouldn't be surprising. In his opinion, he believed there to be a considerable gap between a human's idea of loneliness, and a vampire's--just another difference that inflamed tension between the two--but there was no point in saying that.

"Yes, I suppose you're right," said the noble, blinking up at her face once more before turning his gaze to the room. "If you've done it before, any opinion on how to get rid of this phantom woman?"