Charlie didn't mind the hug at all. She shared it enthusiastically, holding tightly onto Hiro until he pulled away again. "You're a perfect gentleman, Hiro. Arigato!" She even included a small bow, the way she had learned from him.
Then she turned back to the bags. "I sure was! I figure if I'm gonna be in this room for a while, I ought to make it look like it's mine." Picking up a bag, she pulled out a set of black jersey knit sheets. "I remember these from your apartment, with the red comforter over them? I hope you don't mind that I borrowed your style."