[As their conversation continues the gears in Yuna's head continue to click. She doesn't understand, he's almost... flustered? As if that single word puts everything in place Yuna feels her cheeks tint red. She hadn't meant to make him uncomfortable.
There is an awkward moment and she finds a comfortable spot on the floor to look at.]
I'm sorry. I can put on a jacket.
[She has the jacket that she wore hanging by the front door except that now she feels very embarrassed.]
B.
There is an awkward moment and she finds a comfortable spot on the floor to look at.]
I'm sorry. I can put on a jacket.
[She has the jacket that she wore hanging by the front door except that now she feels very embarrassed.]