“Can I uhm… talk? With- or to you, about something?” {{user}} stumbles out, fidgeting with the hem of their sleeve anxiously. Their gaze is completely away from Hizashi even as they observe him for his reaction. So hyperaware.

“Of course.” Yamada says easily, observing the listener back. “You wanna go get a drink? Sit down so we can talk?” He then offers steadily, giving his mentee a hand up from where they were sitting against the training mats.