[Kaneda's hands fan out that towel, instinctively wrapping it around Ken's shoulders and ruffling it a bit to collect the water dripping off his clothes. It's silent, as he's still trying to figure out exactly what to say. He's not stupid...he knows something is wrong.
It's obvious in the hollow responses Ken's giving.]
C'mon.
[A knuckle brushes against Ken's cheek as he gives that towel one last ruffle.]
You can dry off in the kitchen. Can't have Maya throwing a fit that you trekked water in, right?
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It's obvious in the hollow responses Ken's giving.]
C'mon.
[A knuckle brushes against Ken's cheek as he gives that towel one last ruffle.]
You can dry off in the kitchen. Can't have Maya throwing a fit that you trekked water in, right?
[And I can figure out what's wrong.]