No. No.

Since she'd stopped, he'd stopped, too, and stood there on shaky legs while he took off his jacket, and leaned over to drape it over her shoulders.

He turned away again and continued plodding with the bike toward Tomoko's home. He had to keep walking. Even if it was slowly; he couldn't remain standing or he'd collapse.

"There's time." In the original plan, after all, they would have had time for dinner. "Tomoko-chan... When you get home, make sure to eat something."