Yuki pulled away, doing his best to not get hurt.  He was already feeling too bruised to take much more.  His fatigue, however, worked for him a little bit, as he did not have it in him to really panic.<br/><br/>"I was just tending to my teammate," he said with utter conviction, though not much in the way of deception.  In fact, his blush and the wetness on his lips spoke volumes even if he wouldn't.  "Did you bring the required item to free Makoto, hime-chan?"<br/><br/>In his mind, though, he was wondering if she was really gone all that long.  She probably came back in like two minutes and watched the whole thing.<br/><br/>Part of him didn't care, though.  He had nothing to be ashamed of, even if he couldn't help his embarrassment at having been caught off guard.  He had to at least present a stoic front for Makoto's sake.