[It's not Japan, so a shock of blonde hair doesn't stand out. Makoto finds it so hard to focus on any one thing when all of this is so new, and worse yet, flustering because of the implication. She has to sleep with at least how many people a month? Like some kind of breeding animal? It's frustrating, but she hasn't figured a way out of it yet.
Except this is still Makoto, and she's a mess of anxieties and the like, so it's time for a time-out to the restroom when she finds herself put... only a little off-balance by the collision. It is true - Makoto is both physically strong, and has good balance, so it can be difficult to knock her down.
Neither of which mean much when she is stunned to look up into a familiar face.]
Ann...? ... Oh my god. [Ahahah. What a horrible place to run into the other Thief.] Wh-what are you doing here?
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Except this is still Makoto, and she's a mess of anxieties and the like, so it's time for a time-out to the restroom when she finds herself put... only a little off-balance by the collision. It is true - Makoto is both physically strong, and has good balance, so it can be difficult to knock her down.
Neither of which mean much when she is stunned to look up into a familiar face.]
Ann...? ... Oh my god. [Ahahah. What a horrible place to run into the other Thief.] Wh-what are you doing here?