"Maybe you can get Shinjiro-senpai to fix you up something. Like an olive branch or something." Because you two are still friends, right? Fist fights are no big with boys?

The sound of thunder cuts off any further conversation in that vein, and Minako stands from her seat, straightening her skirt with her flattened palms. "I guess it is. We've had a long day."

She looks to Akihiko, her jovial face cooling. "Are you going to be able to sleep alright?" Sure there was the thunder, but...the other things are what she really thinks is going to keep him up.