She looks up suddenly. He's asking her if she's okay? Akane blinks, a hand instinctively moving up to form a fist at her chest as she stares back at him.
Of course. He's waiting for her to hit him. To scream at him. To start the name calling.
But I didn't.
If she hadn't been so caught off guard... if the circumstances had been different, that's how it would have ended. With Ranma's face bloody and bruised, her hand leaving behind an angry, scarlet mark while she vowed to never want to see him again. But this had been... different.]
U-Uhm... yeah. [Quickly. Maybe a little too quickly.] I'm okay.