[ he's not as directionally-challenged as some of his friends, but the map was an added convenience, especially in light of the recent bout of incapacitating exhaustion apparently seeping down to his bones. it'd taken a while longer than usual to make the trip through the districts, but bathed in the comparative benevolence of tadashi hamada's workshop, makoto's in awfully brighter spirits, digging his fists heavily into his sockets to extinguish the rest of his tiredness before arbitrarily getting caught in the act.
it doesn't stop him from giving the dog a small, friendly wave as he diffidently steps inside the workshop, however. ]
Oh, hello! I'm very happy to be here.
[ seating himself in the proffered rolly chair, he cursorily hands off his cerevice to tadashi while peering back at demo roving around them. ]
Your CYBuddy talks, huh? I didn't know they could do that.
[ makoto's had his calico cat for a while, so he figures he'd catch on eventually if coherent words instead of (obscenely cute) mewling came into the equation. ]
a!
it doesn't stop him from giving the dog a small, friendly wave as he diffidently steps inside the workshop, however. ]
Oh, hello! I'm very happy to be here.
[ seating himself in the proffered rolly chair, he cursorily hands off his cerevice to tadashi while peering back at demo roving around them. ]
Your CYBuddy talks, huh? I didn't know they could do that.
[ makoto's had his calico cat for a while, so he figures he'd catch on eventually if coherent words instead of (obscenely cute) mewling came into the equation. ]