[ Rising to his feet, something in Makoto compels him to extend his hand, however — only to settle for awkwardly clapping it on his shoulder once the moment passes. ]
... A-Ahaha. I'll catch you later, then!
[ And before Makoto embarrasses himself any further, he makes his getaway. ]
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[ Rising to his feet, something in Makoto compels him to extend his hand, however — only to settle for awkwardly clapping it on his shoulder once the moment passes. ]
... A-Ahaha. I'll catch you later, then!
[ And before Makoto embarrasses himself any further, he makes his getaway. ]