[Naw that’s it, fam. He’s not incredibly bright. Every time he imagines saying something more honest and forward, he remembers what he is.

He does offer his hand again.]

… If people misunderstand, that’s… I’m not opposed, if you aren’t. As long as I’m not imposing on you.

I- I want you to have a proper Christmas. I want you to be happy.

[That was his entire reasoning for doing this. Yuuto can’t handle the idea of Inaba being sad on a night when she deserves to be loved. Something clicks and he blinks with surprise.]

… ah.