The little flicker on the young woman's face was a nice reward for the forced extended period of contact. That was something, at least, as was their imminent arrival at their destination. A slight tug would get them across the street, inside, where Sakura could be made to sit down while he acquired them a pot of tea. And then, whether she liked it or not, the rest of this would be hashed out over said pot of tea.
"Looks nice."
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