Misa seems taken aback by the question. "It's not about... you don't need to..." She struggles for the words to say that Lazarus doesn't need to do anything; she stood him up following a ghost and lied to him for months, she is the one that needs to do something to fix it.

"I want you to trust me," she says slowly, standing up from the bed and sinking to her knees in front of him. "I want you to forgive me, and I want you to know that I'm yours." She tilts her head back to look up at him, hands still holding his. "I'll earn those things."