He actually answers the door, what do you know. Unfortunately, I have to admit he is shirtless, but there are several bandages over his upper chest under his arms. They're speckled with blood beneath, but only a little.]
Ah--Miss Yoshizawa. Hello. I--forgive me for my presentation.
[He holds up a hand to her as if to say it's fine.]
I'm all right, but you don't have to leave. Come in.
[He usually holds the door, though this time he simply leaves it ajar for her while quickly turning back into the room to collect the t-shirt from the weird second outfit. He puts it on with a small wince, but no stutter.]
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He actually answers the door, what do you know. Unfortunately, I have to admit he is shirtless, but there are several bandages over his upper chest under his arms. They're speckled with blood beneath, but only a little.]
Ah--Miss Yoshizawa. Hello. I--forgive me for my presentation.
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It's, ah... It's alright! I wanted to make sure you were feeling well, but I can come back at another time.
[Like, a time after he has been able to put on a shirt.]
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I'm all right, but you don't have to leave. Come in.
[He usually holds the door, though this time he simply leaves it ajar for her while quickly turning back into the room to collect the t-shirt from the weird second outfit. He puts it on with a small wince, but no stutter.]
My apologies. Would you like any tea?
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Don't apologize. [A shake of her head.] Um... As long as it's not a bother. But, please, don't go out of your way. You're injured.