" ....... " ruffles sora's hair.
it's as if she's energy. all being absorbed into a ball, and yoshihide's hand is that of the touch which causes her brain to overload.
"h— huh......?" a dazed blink as her pupils dilute & shake by the sudden act of affection. though it's not long before she charges up. her clasped hands entwining while she shakily bounces upward. an immediate invasion of her space.
eyes peeled directly on yoshihide. an act of kindness. no... no! an act of acknowledgement. could this... could this be? oh but, it'd be presumptuous of her? her confidence soared as quickly as it was depleting. "y...yoshihide, w-what was this all about?"
"um... is this interest in me? or.... or perhaps maybe....! you'd like to have a sisterly bond so when mister r-rien finally..." she trails off before the sentence could be finished. cheeks warm from the attention and good faith interaction. her thoughts full of nothing but ; yoshihide.... she greeted me!