"Kids would drive me mad, quite frankly. I have a sister already, and I must say that sometimes, I'd smack her with a frying pan." Akira mumbled, still looking somewhat embarrassed, though no longer blushing so much. What she said was right... And he acted like a kid! Twenty five? More like fifteen.<br/><br/>"Though, I'd go for the making out. Just by the way." he shrugged then, raising one hand to stroke her cheek, but upon realizing he doesn't have his gloves on, he pulled it back in the middle of the motion, and let it fall back to his side. "I mean, when I get my clothes back... This thing is definitely unfit for... Anything." He pulled one sleeve of the robe to demonstrate his opinion about it.