Utena felt a twitch coming on. She knew Himemiya meant it as a compliment, but...
"Ugh. Is it really that bad?" she asked, lifting up the hem of her pink raincoat between her thumb and forefinger. Her cheeks flushed a similar shade of pink when she looked back up at her friend. "Think I'd rather have your outfit. I mean, it looks great on you—" and Utena really meant that "—but at least it's not, uh, well." She gestured down at herself from her waist bow to her heart-splattered rain boots. "This."
She shook her head, reaching out to touch Himemiya's upper arm. She started leading them away from the buses and east down Main Street, careful to walk slowly to go easy on both their injuries. Storefront damage and graffiti passed by their gazes as they went, and now that Utena really noticed it, she couldn't get her eyes off it all. She couldn't help but remember the words of the man the previous night, either. "Anyway, coming here is part of the weekly routine, sure, but all this isn't," she answered, waving her hand out at some of the vandalized walls. A short pause, and then she asked: "Hey, didn't that guy say something about coming here after we helped him? You don't think...?" She was pretty sure Himemiya could guess at her meaning.
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"Ugh. Is it really that bad?" she asked, lifting up the hem of her pink raincoat between her thumb and forefinger. Her cheeks flushed a similar shade of pink when she looked back up at her friend. "Think I'd rather have your outfit. I mean, it looks great on you—" and Utena really meant that "—but at least it's not, uh, well." She gestured down at herself from her waist bow to her heart-splattered rain boots. "This."
She shook her head, reaching out to touch Himemiya's upper arm. She started leading them away from the buses and east down Main Street, careful to walk slowly to go easy on both their injuries. Storefront damage and graffiti passed by their gazes as they went, and now that Utena really noticed it, she couldn't get her eyes off it all. She couldn't help but remember the words of the man the previous night, either. "Anyway, coming here is part of the weekly routine, sure, but all this isn't," she answered, waving her hand out at some of the vandalized walls. A short pause, and then she asked: "Hey, didn't that guy say something about coming here after we helped him? You don't think...?" She was pretty sure Himemiya could guess at her meaning.