"You have soba on your face..."
She reaches up and wipes it away with her thumb, face getting closer to his in the process. She smiles at him
"Ah-"
she tilts her head
"Is something wrong? Your face has changed colors."
"Well-ok-"
She starts to pull away
She pulls away and then studies him
"...what is wrong, A-ron?"
"..."
She sits on the couch and pats at her lap
"Come. Lay your head down."
