[ none of this is killing her blush, but Makoto decides to just-- endure it. She wouldn't have minded if he'd laughed over such a silly-seeming gesture, but she should have remembered who she was with. He'd never once laughed at her, and the brief touch of lips on her forehead confirms it.
Her own laugh is a little wobbly when she peers up at him. ]
I'm not that amazing... isn't it just natural to want to do your best to help when someone important to you is upset?
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Her own laugh is a little wobbly when she peers up at him. ]
I'm not that amazing... isn't it just natural to want to do your best to help when someone important to you is upset?