"N... I don't know," she says quietly. She wants to turn back and look at Light. She wants to look at him and nothing else very, very badly. The urge goes beyond unnerving, now that she has consciously noticed it.

Misa wraps her arms around Lazarus's torso, to spite those feelings and to make it so she can't easily turn back around.

"Sorry, I promise to make it up to you. I saw him and... there's this feeling inside me. It doesn't make any sense, I don't even know him, it can't be mine. It's making me act crazy."

She feels crazy. She feels like if the apparition of Light Yagami turned to her right now and told her to cut off her finger for him, she would want to do it. It's terrifying.

"I want to be with you," Misa states firmly, as much for her own benefit as his.