Daichi shifted over to lean against the doorway in the moments he spared to regain his composure since the gym shorts did little to hide his reaction to walking in on Sarah.  It turned out to be a fortunate move since he likely would have spilled out in a heap upon the bathroom floor had he continued to lean against the door itself once Sarah opened the door.  As it was, his spine went rigid with tension as he heard the knot turn and the door open a bit though he dared not turn around.  If he was about to get hit, he'd rather not see it coming.<br/><br/>He flinched at her initial words, but blinked when he realized there was no ire to them.  In fact... did she sound grateful.  His instinctive reaction was to turn so he could talk with her directly, as was polite, but quickly stopped himself thinking it would be improper and potentially pervish.  Daichi listened to Sarah's request and his pulse increased at the thought of her being mere inches away from him, entirely naked, and glistening with wetness.<strong>"Oh!  Yeah!  Okay!"</strong>The abrupt brevity to his words was a clear indicator to his edginess to the situation, but where was the harm in getting a towel?  After all, it would be mean of him to have her walk out and get her own.  He spotted what appeared to be a small linen closet nearby and he made his way towards it while making a conscious effort to keep his spare set of clothing in front of him as a means of insurance should the thin shorts do little conceal his body's natural reaction to the situation.<br/><br/>It only took him a moment to get a clean towel and return to the bathroom.  It was then that he recalled that she said she'd leave the door open.  At that realization, the butterflies danced wildly in his stomach as he tried to determine what<em>that</em>was supposed to mean.  Sure enough, once he got there the door was ajar by a good margin but he could not see her shadow in the doorway any more.  For a few more moments he stood staring at the door, entirely unsure of what to do in this particular situation.<strong>"Uhh...  Sarah... I have your towel."</strong>At this point his hands were trembling as one held out the towel to the door while the other maintained the visual barrier in front of his crotch.  One portion of his mind was arguing that her comment suggested that she wanted him to come in while the other was dubious and assumed she was wanting to be handed the towel through the small opening.  After all, she didn't explicitly say that she'll leave the door open for<em>him</em>.