Whatever you want. "Time isn't...my priority," he said hesitantly. Why should it be? He had hours. It was the spending that time with Tomoko that...was the problem. Because then he'd start to think that it was all okay. He couldn't say that, though.

"Tomoko-chan...." He stopped, clutched the handlebars. "... Why?" It had been cruel of him to bring her here, she'd said. She'd told him to stop saying that he lov— She'd told him not to say that. What was there left to be said? There wasn't any— There was no way that she'd accept waiting however long it took for him to come back. He couldn't think that that could be a possibility. But with each passing moment he was less and less able to restrain himself from bringing it up. So he shouldn't linger.