You and Jakurai were tending to a little girl who had fallen down the stairs. As the two of you walked in the direction of the room where the girl was, there was faint rustling and giggling, and soon Jakurai (mostly due to his height), noticed the mistletoe hanging above the two of you. Jakurai let out a brief chuckle and turned his head to look at you with an expression that contained a slight hint of nervousness at the imposed situation, but also some concern that was barely perceptible.