( yeah, that comment of iori's makes his cheeks redden — embarrassed at the idea of being treated like a child or some such, who can't be left alone to himself. truthfully, he likes to think he can be (and tends to be) relatively independent and good at taking care of what needs to be done when he needs to be. but, well, maybe iori has a point about that pushing himself bit. still, it doesn't stop the light sigh that mika offers in response, brows knit together as he looks at iori with a troubled expression. )

When ya say it like that, ya make it sound like I can't take care of myself or somethin'...

( and, clearly, he takes issue with that!!

in the meantime though, he guesses it's confession time. iori admitted to avoiding him after all. )

To make it — It's not like I didn't want ya around though, Iori-kun. Well, I guess that is my fault though... Uh, it's kinda embarrasin' to say, but ya... actually smell real good. In fact, the whole place is like that since the Cordis moon started, so I guess I was... actin' a li'l more comfortable with ya than I should'a.

( a pause, mika leaning down to reach out and run his fingers through the cat's soft fur, allowing him to avoid eye-contact, and — )

I thought ya just decided ya didn't like me anymore, to tell ya the truth.