[ She notices the slight discoloration on his cheek from the smudged concealer, but other than a slightly surprised glance, she doesn't comment on it, instead holding his gaze as she leans against the wall beside him, letting her hand slide to rest against his arm now.

At his words, she shakes her head. ] You don't owe me anything, I could tell you were upset. The professor should have figured that out, too! A teacher who forces someone to do something they don't want to do that strongly isn't a very good teacher.

[ She wants to ask him about the fire, but considering how upset he is right now, maybe it's a bad time to make him dwell on that. ]

That's nothing to be ashamed of, you know. [ It didn't look as if admitting that had been easy for him. ]