Wow, was the entire camp's weather this spastic, or is there something inside the cabin keeping the temp really low? Minako braced herself for the sudden gust, positioning her feet so her center of gravity was stable and she wouldn't budge. It caused her to flinch reflexively, and sent an eerie shiver down her back.

Her eyes opened and already Akihiko's hand was up against her cheek. "It was just a gust, senpai--" She casually shooed his hand away, sending him a playful smile to ease his worry. "--but it'd be easier to talk inside, probably."

He stepped back to allow her entrance. Out of habit, she glanced over her shoulder, back into the hallway, fully expecting to see that same flock of fangirls glaring daggers into her back.