Seeing Aika's gesture for him to take the lead, Daichi headed for the stairs feeling a little foolish for requesting a private chat without having any idea what he was going to say.  Or at least what to say that wouldn't make things even more awkward.  His hand moved to the pork roll as he walked and pondered, absent mindedly bringing it to his mouth and taking a bite.<strong>"Oh, wow!"</strong>He said immediately after swallowing the bite and glancing over his shoulder.<strong>"Did you make these?  They are delicious!"</strong><br/><br/>Daichi ate the rest of the bun ravenously by the time he ducked into one of the random rooms at the top of the stairs.  Flicking on the light revealed what appeared to be a guest bedroom.  For a moment he wondered how Aika would interpret this or if she even knew they ended up there by chance.  With a shrug, he sat on the edge of the bed. His gaze went from the pasta dish to the sheets then he decided it best to set the plate on the nightstand just to be safe. And perhaps to stall for a bit, he couldn't be sure.<br/><br/>Now that he had run out of distractions and stalls, his violet eyes focused upon Aika and he once again became unsure what he had intended by asking her there. Daichi knew why he did; both to make sure what happened between him and Sarah wasn't misinterpreted as well as clear the air to make sure internal strife didn't endanger the group.  For some reason, he had trouble deciding which of the two was most important to him.  After a few moments of light fidgeting while he tried to think of a way to accomplish it, he decided it would be best just to jump right in before he lost his nerve.<strong>"Just so I know we're talking about the same thing... what were you referring to with that question?"</strong>As with most teens, he knew the value of avoiding self incrimination and wanted to get an idea of what Aika knew or thought she knew.