Naoya-san is a - unique individual. [There's something very complicated in her voice, but some of it is definitely distaste.
Then she gets a closer look at the rain - is it staining the windows? Normal rain wouldn't do that. She approaches the window curiously.]
It is... red. The rain is red. [Oh god, memories. LCL falling from the sky like rain. She hugs herself around the middle, wondering what it could possibly be - her mind can't help but go to blood right after LCL.]