Amakusa smiled at her words, content that she was okay with his form. It was another part of him, so of course he wanted her to accept something that was essentially him as well. Even if it was pretty scary, but since he still had his wits about him when in that form, it wasn't exactly a bad thing. However... he also has an intense thirst for blood sometimes, but he manages to hold it back. He decided to leave that one out.

He walked towards her, and he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her a bit closer to him. Yes, this was a bold move- it was because he also knew that they didn't have a lot of time. The witches were always watching, and they would know that he even showed her his form- and asked to make a pact with her... they could be coming here to stop him.

Well, maybe running around with the ribbon wasn't a good idea.

"...That's right, I'll be all yours," aahh he was saying such embarrassing things to her, he hoped to see a blush! "just say the word- and we'll make a pact, and I'll become your furniture."