Keiichi nodded, extending the books he was carrying back out to her. She could probably make it this far with them, he figured. He wondered how she was planning on walking all this way without help, though. It would be, at best, a very unpleasant trip.

"I'll hope to see you in Cooking Club then. And take your time. You'll figure everything out."

The young man smiled, and bowed at her. "If you'll be okay from here, I think I'll get going too, then. Need to get home soon, Dad's probably going to want to do practice tonight." He winced -- he was already a bit sore from last practice, and his body wasn't going to be very happy with more being thrown and falling. Such, though, was life.