[ the smaller, slighter teen tenses up a little once makoto steps forward. though it's less due to the touch (though that in itself is a little odd, simply because miyamura isn't used to such gestures from strangers, right off the bat like that; more often than not, people are content to turn and walk the other way) and more due to the fact the bot seems unable to decide between the two of them whom it focus on.
but ah, what words to say. they're not really something you can just ignore, once they're said to you, and with such conviction too! so miyamura finds himself struggling with the new dilemma of helping this boy, and allowing him this opportunity to be the hero of his own story.
after a moment, he draws in a breath. then nods. his arms release the bot, who tumbles down unto the ground between them. hands now free, he raises one to pat makoto on the shoulder in return. ]
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but ah, what words to say. they're not really something you can just ignore, once they're said to you, and with such conviction too! so miyamura finds himself struggling with the new dilemma of helping this boy, and allowing him this opportunity to be the hero of his own story.
after a moment, he draws in a breath. then nods. his arms release the bot, who tumbles down unto the ground between them. hands now free, he raises one to pat makoto on the shoulder in return. ]
You're very brave.