[It was so close. Time slowed, his heart was beating in his ears, his throat was tight, and then... just as he had been about to lean closer, Wataru pulls back, and the motion has him bringing a hand to his own head so he doesn't stumble forward. He feels faint. He... he feels too hot. He almost lost his control, didn't he? He wonders if Wataru was startled away because he saw that look in his eyes. If maybe that lustful desire had shown too much. He's ashamed now, embarrassed and looking elsewhere, trying unsuccessfully to steady himself.]

R-right, it is, isn't it? The staff will already be setting it out, and we can leave things as they are in here without any cleanup for now. [Breath heavy, worse than before, he takes an unsteady step towards the door.]

Once we change, let's meet back in the dining room.

[Right now, he thinks he needs to step outside and get some air. If Wataru doesn't stop him, he's going to hurry to walk and do that Right Now.]