It wasn't anything that she intended on finding out right now anyway. Noticing how he seemed uncomfortable, she allowed her eyes to look elsewhere. However, he took a seat on the bed - then she would concentrate on his pillow.

"You're welcome. I was fortunate enough to find your nebula at all..." She sighed, recalling how he was swept away and so was Futaba at some point. There were so many at one point; there just wasn't a way to tell whose memory one might fall into once they reached a nebula. And then... one had been entirely unexpected.

"... It reminded me why I rarely got along with other kids back then. Of course, they weren't throwing slurs at me the way they were you. And I certainly can't fault you for punching them. They didn't deserve having someone like you in class."