Kaito squeezed her hand, and her heart jumped violently, just as he looked at her. For a moment she was caught frozen, staring at this pair of sweetly concerned boys, with their gentle words. How could she possibly escape them?

And then she burrowed down under the blankets, leaving only a puff of her mussed hair in view. After a beat, her muffled voice piped up. "'m the one... who should say sorry, though...." For reaching her shaky hand over to gingerly cover Shinji's.