[ Not something truly dire, indeed, although her conflicting feelings around this particular matter sure do make it more complicated than she lets on, at first. It's not just that she's worried about how Thoma and Diluc think of her (the former, especially, given that they haven't so much as existed in the same space together since they kissed) - she's worried about whether she's even allowed to be worried about it. Shouldn't she be worrying about what she's got going on back home rather than worry about two literal dream boys?

While Hilda's comment about drop-kicking the gumdrops does manage to pull the barest of smiles out of Ori, ultimately she sighs, shoulders and head dropping lower in a resigned posture as she looks down at her hands, which are laced together atop her lap. ]

I managed to straighten things out with one of them after it happened, and I think we're on the same page, but I still can't help but worry...

[ There's a beat before she continues, ]

But the first one I had to kiss... he ran away. I haven't gotten to speak with him since. And... I don't know how I feel about all of it, other than guilty. I wish I hadn't been the one they had to kiss. And I really shouldn't say who they were...