[He looks down, mild confusion settling over his features as he looks down at her fingers locking into his. She doesn't need to comfort him over something like this; he likes going over.

But she's as nice as ever, and he can't let that go without something for her to take back.]

That's Makocchi for you. [He brings her hand up to his lips, though he stops short of kissing it.] You can tell Iori-chan that she looked cute for me. Ami-chan too, and let Azusa-san know she doesn't need to go on a diet.

[With the way he's looking at her you'd think he was telling her all about how lovely she is, not asking her to tell other girls how good they look.]