Abigail glared at Akira before continuing to look at motorcycle jackets. He had really put his foot in his mouth this time. This also left some insecurities about her relationship with him. If he didn't like girls who had weight on them, did that mean he would leave her for a more attractive woman if that were to ever happen? She was glad that he was honest, but it actually hurt her a bit. Not like she would admit it. She didn't want to argue, so she went searching until she found one she liked. She actually did like it and she could use it to wear out to town at night, if she so chose to do so.<br/><br/>"Yes, it's the one I want." she replied simply, "However, I'm not going to let you pay for this. I don't feel right allowing that, so please let me pay for it instead."