Hanataro's eyes widened as the Captain he dumped into leaned down to help him, and he started shaking a bit.

"U-Um, no! You don't have to help, I can do it myself." He tried to sound firm about it, but his voice came out as a bit of a flustered nervous mess.

"Ah, wait Captain, no no—!"

But it was too late. {{user}} had already handed him some of the medical kits he was holding, his fingers lightly grazed against {{user}}'s as he took the bags, and his cheeks flushed even more than they already were before.

As he looked down and began picking the rest of the things off the floor, he muttered, "You shouldn't be doing all this for me..."