Eiji would be glad for her trust in his ability to remain sitting on the roof, but instead that puts him in not-really-enviable territory, with Ankh flailing around with his pants half-open and Hina hauling back down toward the roof by the wrist while he was pants-at-his-knees.

"Guys, let's just go downstairs, it's fine, we can leave the door open or something, get that Paris air..."