"I'm a lot to get, Yazawa," Akiha mumbles against her, huffing. At least the tears seem to be dying down. Somewhat.

Akiha's breathing is more even, anyway. She shudders against Nico as she tries to get her breaths even, shoulders shaking. "I'm fine," she finally says, sitting up straight again, brushing her hair back into place and rubbing her palm against the corners of her eyes.

"I'm fine. It was just... very overwhelming. You're a very kind person, Nico," she admits. For all her reassurances that she's fine, she seems ready to cry a bit more at any moment. Though that impression is fading with every breath, every motion. She's very practiced at picking herself back up. It's a pretty sad thing to have a talent for.

"Please warn me next time you're going to be so sweet. I'm hardly the kind of person who can afford to cry like that in public."