Couldn't be touched? It wasn't an entirely unfamiliar concept, but the way Naminé described it was something new to Battler. "Exhausted... just trying to get near him?" he repeated to himself. What exactly could cause something like that? Certainly nothing like a magical barrier. But weirder than that was the fact that it had occurred during the day. Wasn't the day supposed to be the friendly, 'normal' face of things? That story contradicted that; it wasn't much advocation to the idea that people there were insane, if he had gone in and flaunted some sort of fake power. The question was, what did that mean? It sounded like he wanted to give off the impression that he was untouchable, but the timing seemed off. Could there be a hidden message there?

He scratched his chin with his thumb, trying to reason out the possibilities, but was interrupted by a particularly large bump, accompanied by a small *thud* and the buss shaking.

"U-waaahhh!!!"

Even as he was acting on auto-pilot, bracing himself for some kind of horrible mountainside crash, he could already feel his face getting red, vaguely aware that he'd just done something really, really embarrassing. It was just a bump, they weren't going to have any accidents like rolling off the side of a cliff and never being heard from again or anything...! Ah, dammit, that wasn't helping at all! He forced himself to stop thinking about it, taking in a deep breath and leaning back into his seat.

"Ihihi... Um, sorry about that," he said a little warily, rubbing the back of his head. At the very least, it had happened in front of a nice girl. A guy his age and he'd probably never hear the end of it.