[Even if he shouldn't, for a variety of reasons -- transfer students attract trouble, more than the usual folk -- it's cute to see her fluster more and more, and he keeps the thought to his own rosy cheeks as he sips the tea quietly, waiting for her to be done. When she finally is he isn't surprised, it's... a nice way to put someone down, but he's actor enough not to let it show when he sets the empty cup aside and plays with his hands beneath the table.]

M'not lookin' to be yer lover, Yashiro-han, ya don't have to worry about that... [What a lie. He was hoping, maybe, for some autumn-sprung romance, falling in love the way the leaves tear from the trees in preparation for winter's slumber. That's what it had felt like, with every flower in bloom around her.] I just didn't wanna be steppin' on any toes 'cause of my role an' all.

[...]

So, uh, yeah. S'fine. If we're friends an' all. I'd like that too, I mean, to get to know you.

[Oh, he's so charming. His clubmates would be laughing about this for sure, he's taking a quick glance around to make sure none of them are spying before he relaxes a little more. Actor's composure, one two beat, three four settle.]