[Goddamn, Fonzie, do you have rockets attached to those skis, or what? Yusuke's pretty confused by her leap of logic there, but he only spends a second or two staring at her with his brow furrowed before he shakes his head and lowers himself back down into his seat, his hands still clasped tightly around hers. There's a pretty strong chance that he's going to be embarrassed by all the touchy-feely stuff he's doing right now in a few minutes or so, but until then, well, whatever. He's too worried about her to give a damn about his reputation.]
No! No, you-- you've been asleep. For a month.
[Yusuke's voice and his facial expression are growing more and more incredulous by the second.]
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[Goddamn, Fonzie, do you have rockets attached to those skis, or what? Yusuke's pretty confused by her leap of logic there, but he only spends a second or two staring at her with his brow furrowed before he shakes his head and lowers himself back down into his seat, his hands still clasped tightly around hers. There's a pretty strong chance that he's going to be embarrassed by all the touchy-feely stuff he's doing right now in a few minutes or so, but until then, well, whatever. He's too worried about her to give a damn about his reputation.]
No! No, you-- you've been asleep. For a month.
[Yusuke's voice and his facial expression are growing more and more incredulous by the second.]
What, you mean you can't tell?