Michiru stared, her expression turning stoic, trying to take it in. This was not what she was expecting in the slightest. She had, had a friend in Tokyo who was similar...
She stood up and went over, she stepped in front of her. Her eyes look like she was to hit her, but they softened and she wrapped her arms around her neck in a hug. "I am so sorry for acting as I have."
When she pulled away from the hug, she looked into her eyes. "I forgive you, it explains everything. I feel horrible for hitting you... and understand why you'd pull away." She brushed her hair behind her ear. "I promise I won't tell a soul..."