[ Bingo. Makoto doesn't even believe his own invocation, but he's hard-pressed to rationalize the impossible. It doesn't help that Haru's punchline equivocates to the same thing. ]

So you made an educated guess.

[ His eyes are dimmer now, like the light in them has slivered into bits of shrapnel. ]

No, I haven't swam since middle school. There's no real reason for it. I guess I just couldn't keep it up after a while. [ An innocuous white lie. Makoto casts a gaze sidelong at him. ] What about you?