[ Things would be going somewhere if she was actually responding to the conversation, maybe. But as it stands, her eyes flicker from one moving stranger to the next, and when she meets eyes with one of them she instinctively flinches. Makoto's offer is heard, but it takes a second to register past all the why did she do this this was and awful idea and— ]
... ... Yeah. [ Yeah. Okay. Her eyes finally land on Makoto's hand, staring at it quizzically before she takes it. Her life line, her auto-travel when she's lost in the middle of a mob-filled area.
If Makoto walks, she'll follow. She can do that much, at least. ]
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... ... Yeah. [ Yeah. Okay. Her eyes finally land on Makoto's hand, staring at it quizzically before she takes it. Her life line, her auto-travel when she's lost in the middle of a mob-filled area.
If Makoto walks, she'll follow. She can do that much, at least. ]