Kanji shouts for his mother once we're inside, and then turns to me, looking serious and conflicted.

At his apology I blush - I've been doing that a lot today, it seems - and nod, looking anywhere but where I want to. Which is at his eyes.

I clear my throat. "It's okay. Just... it's hard. Sometimes. Um. Most of the time."

We're interrupted by the arrival of Kanji's mother, and I bow low in polite greeting. "It's a pleasure to see you well, Tatsumi-san. I hope I am not intruding by stopping by without notice."