Haita Onni

...Well, I guess I deserved that.

Stupid me opening my big fat mouth.

Private

......

A thousand times worse than any villain?

...Am I really that bad of a person, just for trying to help?

...mmmn.

 Onni walks up to the door behind which Isabel's room is. He cautiously raises his fist up. He doesn't know how she'll react... should he do this? He shakes his head and gathers his thoughts. He's got to make sure they okay, any possible injuries beside. He resolutely knocks on the door.

Hey, Isabel-san? You in there? His voice is obviously full of worry and concern. Onni can't mask emotions very well.