Koizumi's smile widens as she steps out of the flow of traffic, following his lead. It was good to be able to take a step back, but it was better to be able to help others do so. His eyes open briefly, glancing over at her calmly. His eyes are a dark brown, and though deep and intense, they were serene.

His eyes close again as he leans in toward her, even closer than before. His frame seems to lose what little tension it had still retained.

Above them, the innocuous little plant glints cheerily as it begins to sprout plump berries the color of pure, shining snow.