Yuume can practically hear her own heartbeat as she waits for the response. The reaction. The...

Disapproval, she supposes. It's gentle but it's there, and she can feel the discomfort in his words. But the words, all the same, are important.

Swallowing thickly, Yuume nods. "...Thank you," she says quietly. "For understanding." Understanding as much as could be understood, at least.

Shifting awkwardly, she runs her hand over one arm. "...I should leave- I suspect Nina will be wondering where I am, given the hour... ...I'm sure there's someone here who would do the same for you, neh?"