Now, that she hadn't expected. Haruka arched an eyebrow, mildly confused, before she realised what was going on... there was only one thing a gentleman could do in this situation: she pulled her jacket off, gently placing it around Michiru's shoulders.
The smile she gave her might've been just the slightest bit flirtatious, but she could hardly help that. It came too naturally to her to be able to stop.