[ Susato still offers no resistance when she is pulled back, stumbling with none of her usual grace and poise. She doesn't take her eyes off Kazuma. In fact, whether she even registers what Yujin said at all is unclear for a short while. It feels like her heart stops when Kazuma does, something she wants to desperately believe is a sign of his resistance and spirit. She doesn't know why he reacted badly there, though . . .

Is he mad because she's actually getting through to him and she doesn't want her to back away, or is he just mad that Yujin is trying to take away his snack? ]

. . . I will not leave you. [ Her voice carries a surprising amount of conviction, for being spoken through tears. She gently twists her arm to free herself from Yujin's grasp. Who's she talking to, though? She's looking at Kazuma still, though she's responding to Yujin. Easily, she means both.

But the flowers are a brilliant idea, fitting for the one Sholmes called partner. ]

You should go. He shouldn't be able to fit through the door, even if he finds the energy.