Anna forgives you.

Your aunt stands up and looks at you.

"Ok, Peter, I think I've got it," she says.

"Are you mad at me?" you ask sheepishly.

"Well, I was at first. But since you were also scared and had no idea what to do, I can't blame you. Moreover, I can't stay mad at you. Not after you poured your soul out to me," she reassures you.

"Really?! I'm glad. Now.... What's next?" You feel relieved that your aunt doesn't think of you as a villain, but uncertainty about the future remains.

"Hm? What do you mean?" Your question confuses her.

"I mean.... Do I keep this thing or what? I just don't know what to do with it now that we know it's legit."

"What do you plan to do with it if you decide to keep it?" She asks with concern.

"It's not that I want to keep it; it's just that I'm not sure it's a good idea to throw it away," you answer.

"Care to elaborate, young man?"

"What if someone finds it and uses it for mischief? Or if it breaks and turns someone else without any help to turn them back? That's what I mean," you explain.

"Huh, makes sense. Well, it would be better to keep it if you put it that way. But you understand that owning it is a big responsibility, right?"

"Of course! So, if I'm careful with it, I'm allowed to keep it?"

"Yeah.... Still, it concerns me that this thing is real. Who would have made such a devilish trinket?"

"I have a suspicion that people who practice espionage made it, but I can't claim it for sure. Yet I feel like it's not the only tool that was manufactured," you say with a hint of suspicion.

"Where are you going with this?" Your aunt questions your concern.

"You see... this tool has a version, which means there's a chance that this thing exists in several types. Maybe some are worse or better, but still dangerous. That means we should keep it to revert changes if we meet someone who owns a similar thing?"

"So you're saying that we should keep this thing for our own safety?"

"Better be prepared. Please, understand, I don't want to live in fear that someone wears you and I can't do anything about it," you explain.

"Well... without context, you do sound paranoid. But you've convinced me. Keep it. Just... be responsible," she says.

"Thank you, Anna. I won't let you down," you say in relief and hug your aunt.

Hugging might not have been the best idea. Your aunt notices something is wrong with her bra.

"Hold up..." She pushes you away and checks the straps on her bra. "Did.... you undress me?"

"Just once. To take you off. I tried my best to put your clothes back on you while you were a skin. Because if I had left you naked, you would have freaked out," you try to answer without blushing.

"Wait... you did!? Deep sigh. Ok, ok...... Yeah, I would have freaked out. Right now, I do. You did what you were supposed to," you see as your aunt tries not to be angry at you.

"Sorry."

"No, no. You did everything right. I just.... need to calm down a bit. I'm not angry at you. I should go now. To... think about this whole situation."

"Yeah.... sure."

Your aunt leaves your room and closes the door behind her. You still wonder if she really forgave you or if deep inside, she is still mad.