Perhaps he meant no ill intentions. Perhaps he’s not simply talking to her because of her “cute” appearance. However, every time she thought so — every time she decided to try again — she’s only burdened with disappointment. She has given up. No more shattered hopes. No more lies to herself. A shake of her head was the only response she gave; lips remained sealed.
Honou awaits for her response, but as usual, the girl was quiet once again. But she also seemed to be spacing out—maybe she’s deep in thought?
He lifts a hand to her face, poking her forehead and asking, “H-hey, you okay?”