Once they pull away, Mizuki remembers that she doesn't have the entire day for her to dilly-dally and sacrifice her time so she gets up, intending to make breakfast before it's too late.
There are leftovers from the night before that she could heat up, and it may be enough for herself.
Hinata notices this and grabs her wrist before she can go forward, to which she flinches visibly and retracts her arm out of instinct.
"I can make breakfast," he tells her, face contorting into a troubled one as he stands, and Mizuki can tell there's little he can do to hide his discomfort.
She gulps, wishing she could clarify that it's only the paranoia that built up within her from the battles she's been in, but there's someone else in the room and it would be too much to make such a small problem any bigger than it is.
