You are not in the way, you are an honored guest, (oda corrects, pale brows slightly furrowing. if she looks for sarcasm in his tone, she will not find it. perhaps it is purely because of hanako's approval but it would seem he is trying to be less abrasive.)

(and then she gives him that look from earlier that makes heat rise in his cheeks and his mouth go dry. her gaze feels different from the first time, like maybe she is not trying to merely vex him. oda internally reprimands himself when he actually has a thought, wondering how long it has been. clearing his throat, he composes himself.)

Indeed. I will be doing a closing security sweep...if you think of something. (it sounds far too inviting when oda hears himself, making him seem to blush more.)

Goodnight, Sombra-san.