You won't look like that.

[Seriously, it's almost insulting how she thinks Aki is going to make her look stupid. She's not an outright bully, of course she wouldn't do something as cruel as that. Glancing back when Denji doubles back to correct her shoes, Aki doesn't comment - but the lack of comment is almost as positive as actual words of thanks would be from others. So that's something.]

Go wash your face, first. You're probably sweaty. [Does she get sweaty in that helmet...? Is her head even in that chainsaw? Questions Aki doesn't actually want the answer to. She settles down in the living room, unloading the bag and pulling the small bottle of concealer from its box.]