Mika stares at him long and hard. It's terrifying to be under that stare, that passive, tense stare that doesn't threaten to break anytime soon. He eventually sighs and leans down to collect his things. Panic forms in Yuu's chest. "I already told you what needs to be said, okay? If you're not okay with that, then I can--" "No," he grabs onto his sleeve. Not again. Don't leave me again. "No, what?" Mika softens. "No... I..." I don't know what I'm doing... "Do you want me to leave or don't you?" Mika asks him. "I.. don't.." "Okay, that's all you had to say." He drops back down. It was... that easy? But... what about? Their memories?