Nico totally would!
Nico smiles and folds the scarf Yamori gave her. She slides over to the shoe box she’s painted scarlet and smothered in golden glitter. She places the scarf inside with reverential motion.
Her favorite lipstick. Bright Pink.Â
Photos from that night Itori, Roma, and she went out to Tokyo’s best clubs and danced until their feet couldn’t regenerate from the pain.Â
Her first love letter, received when she was fifteen from a boy in her high school class.
Her favorite mask.
Encouragement notes to herself. Reminding her how beautiful and smart she is.Â
Nico seals the box. She wonders if humans do this, too. Do they get depressed over dead, sadistic boyfriends? Do they ever feel angry when people judge them by appearances, the way they do ghouls and especially a trans ghoul like herself?
She  wonders, if someone saw this, would they assume she’s a human?Â
Mercy and Magic 