He can't see her face, because he's turned his away, but he feels her move, feels her arms disentangle from his shoulders, and something in him aches at that, because while he has never been very tactile, he kind of liked the idea of someone liking him enough to just throw their arms around him. He can't remember the last time he genuinely felt like someone wanted to be around him; even Roxas hadn't wanted to look at him the last time he'd seen him. Ryoko's overly touchy-feely demeanor was taking a bit of acclimating to, but there was something oddly comforting about it. Funny how you never realized how touch-starved you were until someone aggressively made a point of... well, touching you.

Suddenly her hands are on his face, though, he his expression twists with confusion as she forces him to look at her--

"Aa--!?"

--and suddenly her fingers are in his mouth, and she's pulling it into a smile. Or what he presumes is meant to be a smile, because he's fairly certain that if he could actually make this face without assistance it would give people nightmares.

"R... Ryoko wha ah yuu doii?"

He doesn't pull away, but his mouth is kind of starting to ache, and as he looks at the very intense expression of consideration on her face, he just finds himself laughing helplessly. Well, okay, if her goal was to take his mind off unpleasant thoughts of the past, mission accomplished.