Kyouya doesn't ask us what was wrong, even though I saw Haruhi talking to him before.
He, very cordially, throws us to the wolves.
Five girls, all drinking tea and watching us like a forbidden fantasy cum life.
Kaoru stirs his tea and shrinks in his chair…
The giggling is unbearable.
In the middle of carrying the entire conversation, I try for an act of desperation and carefully bring a lump of sugar to his cup. "Maybe you'll like it better now, Kaoru. You always had a sweet tooth."
And then he's supposed to… to… to do something…
…Besides cry.