It's alright, you made the shirt better.

[ Somehow? He laughs it off by giving her hand a squeeze, and this time it's Yata that leans forward and lets his forehead come down to press against Kougyoku's shoulder. ]

Haaaa... I feel like I need a nap after this. [ a beat. ] Hey, wanna make flower crowns to cheer up? It's on your list, right?

[ And less embarrassing than dancing. ]