[Um, don't touch his towel?! Aoba tenses up at the sensation, immediately grabbing that towel to keep it right where it is. What a way to be reminded of the situation he'd landed himself in...]
R-Right...
[Holding that towel - very much holding that towel! - he breaks away, turning around to face the art class. Some students are waiting impatiently; some, it seems, have decided that the hug was a nice anatomy study in itself, sketching away at the pose eagerly, and disappointed when it ends.
Aoba feels kind of bad, but he really can't stay here.]
I'm sorry, I have to leave!
[With a quick bow at the class - not too deep! that towel is pretty small... - he rushes back to the changing room, looking over his shoulder to make sure Mizuki is following. Aoba doesn't want to get separated, but he sure wants to put his clothes back on!
So that's what he does, doubly relieved at Mizuki's well-being and his own rapidly increasing state of dress. He's just going to keep talking to Mizuki from behind the curtain while he puts everything back on. At least it doesn't take very long... He has little enough to take off!]
So, when did you get here? I visited you right before I left!
[Not that the whole "space coma while traveling to another galaxy" thing couldn't have held things up, but Aoba sure did "just" see Mizuki back home.]
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R-Right...
[Holding that towel - very much holding that towel! - he breaks away, turning around to face the art class. Some students are waiting impatiently; some, it seems, have decided that the hug was a nice anatomy study in itself, sketching away at the pose eagerly, and disappointed when it ends.
Aoba feels kind of bad, but he really can't stay here.]
I'm sorry, I have to leave!
[With a quick bow at the class - not too deep! that towel is pretty small... - he rushes back to the changing room, looking over his shoulder to make sure Mizuki is following. Aoba doesn't want to get separated, but he sure wants to put his clothes back on!
So that's what he does, doubly relieved at Mizuki's well-being and his own rapidly increasing state of dress. He's just going to keep talking to Mizuki from behind the curtain while he puts everything back on. At least it doesn't take very long... He has little enough to take off!]
So, when did you get here? I visited you right before I left!
[Not that the whole "space coma while traveling to another galaxy" thing couldn't have held things up, but Aoba sure did "just" see Mizuki back home.]