[she shakes her head, folding her hands on her lap.]

You seem happy. That matters to me most - whoever you want to be for the night, if you're happy with yourself, why would that bother me?

[it's very simple, as she sees it. no need to tie herself in knots about a concept that's straightforward - if someone she loves is happy, then does it matter whether they call their self Majima or Goromi or anything else at the moment? they're the same person, the same heart she's been entrusted with holding, and seeing less tension, an easier smile...

like she said. that's beautiful.]