There may have been a hint of blush on his cheeks with the praise, but Tamaki would deny it. Easily offering her a hand--though it wasn't needed, and feeling much better than when he'd first arrived. "When you are ready, as there is no rush."

As they were heading the few steps, he stage-whispered. "He is, I believe, most afraid of hurting you. Thus, again, why he is doing his best to behave as if everything is normal." Then he paused, and looked side to side, and held a sheepish grin. "I have also made it abundantly clear that you and I are friends. Nothing more. My heart is held for someone back home."