Fufu... [Speaking like that, he likes her. Honestly, the most her formality bothered him was at the name "Tenshouin-sama." It's so distant, just like every staff member at his house. Oh well. He's grateful for the makeshift blanket, scooting as close as he can to her side with the warm coat over them. He's like ice, and unfortunately she might be able to feel that even through her own winter clothes. She may be a great warming buddy, but he isn't.]

Thank you, Shijou-san, but it's not as simple as that. There must be some way I can repay you, so I'll continue to search for it until I'm able to find it.

[He can't live in debt, it's not his thing.] As for my constitution, it's not something you would have known. I may have this weak, fragile body, but I'm still a man, you know? I'd prefer to be thought of as strong and sturdy. [But he's not??? Shhh it's fine.]

I wonder how it is that we're meant to get out of this situation... Do you have any ideas?