he doesn’t even respond to the comments about how bony his stomach feels – he just hopes she doesn’t ask why. he knows that she’ll see through any lie he makes up. mainly because he can’t even THINK of one.
‘sorry, sorry ! i was just—– !!’
at first she think that she’s done something WRONG & is quick in pulling her fingers away from his stomach. her hands are held outright, hovering only inches from him in case she had HURT him & needs help. while she is willing to do whatever she can to prevent further hurt to him, she can’t help but be CONFUSED over his sudden resistance to her playfulness. & suddenly she’s covering her mouth with both her hands to hold back her laughter at the only possible reason he could be so SENSITIVE.