"It matters, Rikku." Dōjima shoved more clothing out of the way, scooting back on to the bed a bit more. "Don't just brush it off, bottling things up leads to all sorts of nastiness."

The was a slight paused before she continued. "If I didn't laugh Reno out of my room this morning, you're probably safe. My idiot tolerance seems fairly high today, and you aren't an idiot."

There. Let Rikku make of that what she will.