[ It's fortunate that Minato's eyes are still shut. He's spared from Genya's facial expression, though he suspects he can guess the type of look the other teen must be leveling at him.
He's been asked what is, essentially, a rhetorical question. But even rhetorical questions deserved proper responses.
Genya gets a stiff nod from Minato. ]
...yeah, a little.
[ He opens his eyes again, but dares not lift his gaze. The slate-blue hovers close to the ground as his blush creeps down to his neck. ]
It's okay. Don't... worry about that.
[ The arousal's probably the least of their concerns, only because Minato hasn't drawn the connection between it and his other symptoms. ]
...sorry.
[ Maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all. The last thing he wants to do is put the other teen in an awkward position... ]
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He's been asked what is, essentially, a rhetorical question. But even rhetorical questions deserved proper responses.
Genya gets a stiff nod from Minato. ]
...yeah, a little.
[ He opens his eyes again, but dares not lift his gaze. The slate-blue hovers close to the ground as his blush creeps down to his neck. ]
It's okay. Don't... worry about that.
[ The arousal's probably the least of their concerns, only because Minato hasn't drawn the connection between it and his other symptoms. ]
...sorry.
[ Maybe he shouldn't have said anything at all. The last thing he wants to do is put the other teen in an awkward position... ]