[ Assailed with an answer entirely out of left-field, Makoto does the impersonation of a wax doll for all of five minutes, staring blankly at Haru like he doesn't comprehend until he does, laughing despite himself. ]
Yeah, you're right! It's the simplest one to do.
[ That's something Haru should say, but rather than voice something so incorrigibly weird and end up scaring his acquaintance away, Makoto drops down to the side and mimics the same procedure, down to the stance.
Breath snared in his throat, it's a while before he can speak up with fear of stumbling over his words. ]
Let's do a countdown then, alright? Three ... two ... one ...
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Yeah, you're right! It's the simplest one to do.
[ That's something Haru should say, but rather than voice something so incorrigibly weird and end up scaring his acquaintance away, Makoto drops down to the side and mimics the same procedure, down to the stance.
Breath snared in his throat, it's a while before he can speak up with fear of stumbling over his words. ]
Let's do a countdown then, alright? Three ... two ... one ...