[ naoto blinks, taken aback by minako's straightforward attack towards him. he was about to fight back, but remembers that this was makoto's friend. he can't make bad impressions, or else it might sour her opinion of him. he might as well be dancing on eggshells. but he doesn't voice it as he laughs lightly. ]
I'd had a lot more confidence if I had at least a fake arm to hide this thing. [ he waves his stump of a right arm. ] But thanks... I guess? [ he's not sure if she really meant it to cheer him up or it was just a jump to defend her friend. ]
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I'd had a lot more confidence if I had at least a fake arm to hide this thing. [ he waves his stump of a right arm. ] But thanks... I guess? [ he's not sure if she really meant it to cheer him up or it was just a jump to defend her friend. ]