Once the redhead woman left, she turned to Haruka who called somebody. Sensing how urgent his tone was, Lila said nothing. She can't disturb him, but Lila wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his arms. She can make him feel comfortable.
"Sorry for making you worry," Haruka murmured.
"Ah-huh, I'm okay."
Though it looked like Eliza wanted to say something to her the whole time, the woman never got the chance to since Haruka held her in his arms so protectively.
"The party is tonight; what are you wearing?" Haruka swiftly changed the topic. While Lila wanted to make a few more inquiries, she knew better than to do so during his present state.
Lila looked up, "Ah, well I decided--" she trailed off when she saw the look in his eyes. Lila looked down, "What do you want me to wear Haruka?"
"That's a good topic," his lips grazed against her skin, "Why don't I take you home now so we can decide?"
"Take me home? But um, I still have practice."
"You're canceling that."
