"...for caring," he continued easily, as though simply finishing the thought. Without any hesitation Shino shifted his own bag to make room on his shoulder for Sakura's. A different person might have put a hand on her shoulder to guide her. Like a spider, however, the Aburame was hardly a fan of touching.
With a calm polite expression on his face, the young entomologist nodded toward the door before slipping around to hold it open for her. There was a grassy patch not far from the exit of this building; they could make it there in a matter of minutes.
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