[ That was it. Aiichiro flips the pancakes that have just finished cooking off the griddle, plops them onto a plate, and then flat out turns the thing off. He sets the plate on the counter just in case Nagisa does feel like eating, but he doesn't remark on it, instead walking around to stand beside his friend, slide an arm around him. ]

Nagisa, I don't think it's possible for Rei to hate you.

[ Aiichiro tried to pull his friend in close, wanting to hold him more than anything, even if it was awkward with the stool and all. He closed his eyes, spoke very quietly, trying to be reassuring. ]

Of course everyone was worried because they care about you, him included. Even if things get really strange here sometimes, even if we don't know what exactly our feelings are, how to classify them or what counts as love or how things fit together anymore...

[ And he feels that way himself now, about so many people, so many situations. The fact is that he's never been in love before this world, and this world has no real concept of love, and that's jarring and weird. ]

Even if we don't understand all the details, caring about each other is the most important thing. So you're not stupid for being confused, and neither of you are wrong, you just... need to figure out what's going to work for you.