[ it doesn't matter what kind of hangover is throbbing in his head; he'll always be able to give his all towards admiring a gorgeous body, and if it's aerith, then it's all the more reason to be unable to resist his admiration, the way that she tends to him ten times the effect on him that any other feminine body might.

though he's happy to hear her giggle, when she breaks out the whimper, his expression relaxes into a more concerning one, even as he still manages a tiny smile, more fond now than the previous excited one. ]

Ah! I'm sorry. I'll make sure we take care of that head of yours.

[ once she's hugging him, the wrap of her arms around him seems to relax him away from his modesty, bringing his hands up to squeeze gently around her biceps as he leans down to press his lips to the top of her hair.

when she grabs for his hand, he'd normally be all too eager to immediately make the trip, but he clutches her fingers to halt her. ]

Wait — [ he looks around his room, searching among the pile of his clothes in the corner before reaching over with his free hand to grab at the towel he'd been looking for earlier, tucking it to her body to try to wrap it around her. ] If Marimo's out there, I can't let his dumb eyes look all over you like this.