[ ...Are we sure he didn't have a reason? Because it sure does feel like it was her fault. Maybe she's just extra self-conscious about the way she was clinging to his shirtless form. She suddenly remembers why she never allowed Ryunosuke into her room in Great Britain, but that hardly matters now.
She simply lowers her head too, equally avoidant. ]
I'll... um, help. [ Humor her, Kazuma. You may not need it, but she'll stand at one end of the bed anyway, pushing like she's trying not to think of anything else. ]
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She simply lowers her head too, equally avoidant. ]
I'll... um, help. [ Humor her, Kazuma. You may not need it, but she'll stand at one end of the bed anyway, pushing like she's trying not to think of anything else. ]