Oh, that? I'm planning to! I haven't heard anything more about that though... [May not be aware that Frankenstein is gone, oops. ]
[He follows her through the apartment, nodding some in response to the directions for the bathroom and tries his hardest to not feed into the awkwardness. It's pretty damn difficult, what with the way she seems to pick up on the weird tension and even more so with their current destination.
His heart is beating furiously against his ribs by the time she opens the door, and he knows without a doubt that this will be the hardest thing he's ever had to do. Aside from sneaking into the girls cabin he's never been in a womans bedroom before, especially not a woman he may actually properly love and not just routinely crush on. This will be tough, but he needs to do it. He needs to stay cool and calm and collected, if only for her sake.
And then he peeks in and... oi. This... will take some effort.
This is her most private place. This is where she's relaxed and herself, this is where she changes her clothes and fixes her hair. This is where she sleeps and that, right there, that is her bed. This is her most vulnerable, brimming with her smell, her essence---
He violently yanks his own imagination back, deploying the same tactic he uses for fighting with broken bones or withstanding the hot lick of flame - mind over matter. ]
You have a very lovely home, Miss Miwako~! I'm deeply honored that you let me see it!
[So much going on and so little he can actually say out loud - there's a smile, at least, to go with the lack of words. He is honored, truly!]