[All right, sure. She looks at her comm, then gives an internal shrug. She'd suspected Kokichi was the sort of person who didn't like anyone else knowing too much about what kind of person he actually was, but she wasn't ... expecting him to be this level of paranoid, per se, not really.]

I'm not doing this for a reward, Kokichi. I'm doing this to help, same as I know you are, deep down. [She pauses, considering.] But if you want to hang out sometime, after this, I'd be happy to spend time with you, too. Talk to Adora, she knows how to reach me.

[She says it, habitually, like a practiced sort of lie delivered cleanly enough that it almost does sound like she seriously intends to try and maintain her secret identity on the Rig, but the truth is she has very little interest in bothering; Jorgmund already know, and of anyone on the Rig, it's Jorgmund she fears having information on them all the most. So there's really no point.]

[But habits are hard to break, and it's not like she really resembles her "civilian" guise much, as Cure Passion, so it makes for a nicely effortless test of Kokichi's powers of observation, nonetheless ... and also a sincere question of his ego, as to whether he can resist letting her know he knows.]

[Not that she's thinking this hard about it. She's just doing what she'd do anyway, and trusting in Kokichi to tell her about himself in some way, whatever his reaction will be. But that doesn't mean Kokichi can't guess what she's playing at in full, even if she's not fully aware on a conscious level that she is.]

[Then she stops, and looks at the comm, eyebrow raised in bemused consternation.]

... Kokichi, was that offer of "reward" of yours supposed to be a pun?