Why does accidental hand-holding bother her more than Tamaki walking in on her in barely more than her underwear!?

Still, at the touch, Tamaki finally opens his eyes to look around. It dawns on him that maybe pawing at Doll's antlers like that isn't a good idea; what if they're sensitive, or something? He should be more gentle.

"It's okay. Um, here..."

With his eyes open, it's much easier to get the shirt carefully pulled off her antlers, letting it fall down around her chest. Though it's still not really covering her legs, at least that's a little better.

"Sorry," he blurts again once he can see her face, his own still bright red.