[ It must be a little terrifying for Edamura, the way Rom goes silent for a moment, just that usual owlish stare fixed on him. Then his gaze dips away.
Rom instead tentatively reaches a hand forth to skim down Edamura's forearm, then take that hand in his. Gentle, almost nervous. ]
... I'm not sure how well I could live up to that word, Makoto-san, no matter how hard I tried.
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Rom instead tentatively reaches a hand forth to skim down Edamura's forearm, then take that hand in his. Gentle, almost nervous. ]
... I'm not sure how well I could live up to that word, Makoto-san, no matter how hard I tried.