"Friends are biased in our favor," she points out with a smile. She appreciates that he doesn't stare for long. But if he can feel the heat of it through his sleeve, he doesn't need to stare to know she's still blushing.

She's pretty sure Schon is a god. But gods have never scared her. Except once. But she doesn't count herself brave for going and having a talk with someone she considers a friend. Maybe Katsuya's overly concerned about how things went down.

And no. Capes are very serious business. Most jokes are fine, but you just don't joke about capes.

"But I'm not going to complain about your thinking well of me."