Haha, I think it's just handled a little differently. See, it's normal for people to save their kisses for people they really love.

[ and here he is, parroting a tenet of rin's philosophy like a true romanticist, sappy and maudlin and just that side of unforgettable. makoto edges forward by a few more degrees, only to smacked in the face with water. nice. stunned, his astonishment lasts all of five seconds until he lurches forward to fling back a handful of water at her ... general direction, since she's momentarily disappeared under the waves. shoot. nagisa would've definitely hit the mark, easy. he needs to up the ante on his timing.

but her enthusiasm is contagious, since his face breaks into a wide, wide smile, bright around the edges, like he's just ascertained the safety of his siblings (ran and ren, who he hasn't seen for months now, his little brother and sister who never so much as committed a single misdeed in their lives).

makoto can discern it through the water now, lucent scales that glimmer just beneath the depths, catching the light, turning refractive. his surprise cuts short with a single admission, falling out of his open mouth. ] Amazing.

[ he jolts upright out of lack of composure, nerves gone ravenously jittery with excitement. ]

How did you find it? Was it returned to you? [ and then, in a warmer tone still: ] I'm so thrilled for you, Oona! It definitely suits you best.