For what it was worth, Issei was thinking much of the same thoughts, although he didn't know that Haruto shared them. He kept getting sudden impulses, like to start holding Haruto's hand - impulses he squashed, of course, since they would only serve to make Haruto more nervous. But they were... strangely nice.

Issei nodded and led Haruto inside the theater. "I can buy you some refreshments, if you wish."