"I don't know if I'm more worried or assured about you not worrying..."

But even as she says that, Ritsuka deliberately closes her eyes for a beat, then opens them again. And then she has to lean in just a little closer, because at this point, the mannequins in the painting are definitely close enough that it's all subtle degrees of closer.

After a second, she lets out a deep, long-suffering sigh, and takes a step back.

"Yep. They sure are. Cool, I love being stuck in place."