*The feel of Aya's hand on her face makes her cheeks flush immediately. She was happy to stop and to listen to him - again, he proves himself capable of saying exactly the right thing. Selphie just nods, quite concerned that if she was able to look at his face then that she might have just melted.

Carefully, she holds out her hands, determined to at least by useful by doing this one thing. But she hasn't expected at all to be lifted, giving a small shriek of happy surprise. Selphie clutches onto the bag all the way home, deciding not to suggest that he shouldn't carry her, and she takes advantage of it instead, resting her head against his shoulder, eventually daring herself to press a small kiss to his cheek*