Holo's ears flatten against her head.] I was certain that I smelled... [And then she notices the apple core resting on the counter, the remnant of the proprietor's lunch. Ah.
She straightens up, and Makoto might get the sense of watching a cat that has fallen and is pretending that it meant to take a tumble.] Very well, then. I will be going to the fruit stand; you may accompany me.
[Holding her head high and not embarrassed at all.]
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Holo's ears flatten against her head.] I was certain that I smelled... [And then she notices the apple core resting on the counter, the remnant of the proprietor's lunch. Ah.
She straightens up, and Makoto might get the sense of watching a cat that has fallen and is pretending that it meant to take a tumble.] Very well, then. I will be going to the fruit stand; you may accompany me.
[Holding her head high and not embarrassed at all.]