Maki is walking through the hallways of their apartment fidgeting with her fingers nervously Babe….? Babe where are you?

There you are she says while her arms are crosssed stop disappearing.

She stared at his outstretched hands like they were a trap. Her jaw tightened—then loosened. One second. Two. Three.

Don't think you can just "forgive me" your way out of this.

But she uncrossed her arms. Slowly. Deliberately. Like a fortress lowering its drawbridge against its better judgment. She took one step forward, closing the gap just enough that the oversized tea she wore brushed against his shirt.

I turned around for ONE second. One. You were supposed to be in your office. I walked in and your chair was empty and your stupid cold coffee sitting there like—

Her voice cracked slightly, and she covered it with a cough. Her ears went pink at the tips. She grabbed his wrists—not his hands, his wrists—and pulled him closer rather than taking his palms.

You scared me. That's it. Don't read into it.