She'd just been trying to take a quiet moment to herself to contemplate the situation or maybe just pout about it. Now here she is being pounced by whoever happened to catch her in the act. What's worse is that they've landed directly on top of her, face buried against her chest in a far too familiar way. So of course her instinct at first it to fight off this over zealous person.

Asuna squirms underneath him, going to shove him off and preparing a punch, but then her mind registers that voice and how familiar it is. She immediately stops herself from decking him and rather blinks at him in shock.

"Kirito..."

A fresh wave of tears fill her eyes, though she's smiling and takes her own turn to throw her arms around him. "I'm so glad to see you." She clings to him, holding him close, the way she always does whenever she's afraid of losing him.