Oh, he's settled down some? While Kuon does lift her head, she does scoot close as he adjusts himself, staying in the embrace. He was warm, pleasantly so, even with the warmth of a summer night. About three loops of the song in her mind - not too long at all, and he looked miles better.

"Looks like you needed it. I'm glad I could be a comfort," she reassured, pulling a hand away from his back to gently wipe at his tear-dampened cheek with a thumb. "You're worth it. A good friend and pleasant company - I am glad I can be a shoulder for you."

Especially since... it was such a far cry from how many people shirked from her, or felt that she was cold or unsettling. Takuto just happened to be a man that needed a doll.