[ She twitches again, but not necessarily in discomfort – just the sort of involuntary surprise that comes with being touched in a ticklish spot. She doesn't protest or scold him, though, even though it definitely seems like the sort of thing she'd usually do. It's strange – she'd been so embarrassed at the idea of even letting him try this but now she's so soothed she can't even remember what about it had seemed so bad.

... she probably won't stay on that track if anyone peeks around Taroimo, but that's a hypothetical problem for future Ryoko and Akira. ]

... I can definitely try. I don't really know if I'm really much of a 'cool big sister' anymore, but... I know what it's like.

[ To be sickly, stuck in bed, and boiling over with impotent frustration at your own body refusing to let you do what you wanted to do. ]