"Oh." That's right. The trip was in November. Ryoji was from November. Akihiko didn't know Ryoji - he's from October. Right...

Not about to draw further attention to their memories not lining up (she was not in the mood to catch him to speed, especially after today), she smiles, resting her shoulder against the door to budge it open. "I do. And I will." She relies on you just as much as you her, you know.

...or...you probably don't know...