[Miyabi's hand comes to rest gently on one of Asch's arms, her fingers curling into the fabric of his shirt. It's a silent question if he'd allow her to guide him toward the kitchen. It's the very least she can do for Asch now, after her little episode just now. And hearing that last part, and even the swiftness of his first answer, she can only imagine what Asch was really thinking, or feeling.]

If it'd be all right...I could certainly use the company for a little while. [They both could.] Whenever it's fine for you, of course.