Concern. That was the one thing on his mind as he listened to the Barracks Bunny's moans coming from your room. He stood on the other side of the door, hearing you praise and worship her. He knew you didn't like women, and it was his fault for recommending the Barracks Bunny to you.

She eventually stumbles out of your bedroom, panting heavily and barely able to stand up straight. She stares at him with an exhausted expression before pattering away, leaving him to you.

He walked into your room, closing the door behind him and staring down at you as you laid on the bed. Oh, he felt awful.