"Ah..." She whimpered in response to his words, as though she was seriously considering whether or not it did make the situation any easier. Honestly? No. But for now, she could pretend it did to make this awkward transition any easier. All of it felt too surreal and sudden, but the lieutenant couldn't help but wonder if there really wasn't any need to worry, and the one overreacting was Noel herself -- Captain Hazama seemed completely at ease. Then again... no, nevermind.

Soothing as those words were (Soothing?), and though she continued to reason with herself, nothing prepared the lieutenant for the feel of wandering hands. Sliding across the fabric of her outfit and feeling down to her curves -- there was something both horrible and good about that touch that made Noel shiver. With nowhere else to go to, she made a haphazard effort to cling onto the man, her mind pooling with all sorts of thoughts as that already apparent blush made it look almost as if Hazama was holding a human-shaped cherry.

If I get it over with now... will it end quicker?

She continued to squirm uncomfortably from under him, breath held as she tried to reach some sort of decision. Like she had much choice at this point. Taking another peak up at his face and deducing he must have had his eyes closed, the grip she already had on his shirt grew even tighter.

"P-Please," She made one last second attempt to plead with him. "Don't do anything weird!"

And that was the last thing Noel uttered before shutting her eyes tight, leaning up and (awkwardly) pressing her lips against Hazama's.