[A moment passes before Makoto notices the woman standing next to her, let alone the handkerchief. When she does, she looks towards her without looking, apologizes and scoots away a little. Only after she did that was the kerchief noticed.]
H-Huh? What is that... [As she said that a hand raises to catch one last tear that was just finishing rolling down her cheek.] O-Oh...
[She was concerned for her? That was kind. In politeness, Makoto held off reaching for the kerchief but before it became rude to accept, she reached for it and started to dab her cheeks.] Thank you. I'm sorry for inconveniencing you. I don't know what came over me.
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H-Huh? What is that... [As she said that a hand raises to catch one last tear that was just finishing rolling down her cheek.] O-Oh...
[She was concerned for her? That was kind. In politeness, Makoto held off reaching for the kerchief but before it became rude to accept, she reached for it and started to dab her cheeks.] Thank you. I'm sorry for inconveniencing you. I don't know what came over me.