Nana can't reach up to her eyes with her one arm -- at least, not without stopping the hug, and that isn't something she is willing to do. She swallows, looking down.

And then she laughs, softly.

"I guess I do have a height advantage." She sniffs, glad to be looking over his shoulder (or, well, the top of his head). She just has to be stronger. If ending up hurt ends with Yuya feeling like this, then she can't let that happen. She doesn't see a way out; a way to have both. Even if it gives him reason to doubt some day.

"It's okay," she finishes. "This should be healed up soon. It's not that bad. You can... you can take all the time you need. Okay?"