Eli's grip isn't so tight or her arms so stiff that Nozomi can't pull them away, but she hates that she'll see her like this. She's sure her face has to be red and splotchy, features twisted, nose running. Her head sags forward and she feels her forehead bump against Nozomi.

"I want to..." She's still sobbing, words still interrupted by hiccups. "I want to..."

She closes her mouth and swallows. This isn't the time to keep pushing something like that, not for her, or Nozomi. She wouldn't want Nozomi to kiss her when she's like this anyway.

She nods against Nozomi, doing her best to calm herself. "Okay."