"Oh, how did you guess?" With a look of mock surprise on her face, Itsuki twirls a lock of hair around her finger, as if feigning some kind of flirtatious embarrassment. Not that it works particularly well for someone with her reputation. She steps forward, takes another step past Nozomi, and then turns on her heel, circling her arms around Nozomi's shoulders. "I was just so worried about you, here all alone in the cold... I couldn't bear it!"