(When he finally composes himself, the back of his hand wipes the tears that were blurring his sight.) Sorry, I was just expecting something else.
(And of course, after the initial shock of seeing Mona turn into a bus in the first place, he just accepted it and moved on. After all, he drives it way too often to dwell on the fact that it's a cat. That's not a cat. That's also not a bus. Somehow, that's not even the strangest thing he has seen.
But then he pays attention to the words. Escaping a collapse, outfits, Mona in his bus form... Did she see Futaba's palace disintegrating? But it was the accusation that had him tilting his head and frowning.)
You knew this. You were the only person we've told willingly. (Why would a seventeen year old need a hideout, anyways?)
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(And of course, after the initial shock of seeing Mona turn into a bus in the first place, he just accepted it and moved on. After all, he drives it way too often to dwell on the fact that it's a cat. That's not a cat. That's also not a bus. Somehow, that's not even the strangest thing he has seen.
But then he pays attention to the words. Escaping a collapse, outfits, Mona in his bus form... Did she see Futaba's palace disintegrating? But it was the accusation that had him tilting his head and frowning.)
You knew this. You were the only person we've told willingly. (Why would a seventeen year old need a hideout, anyways?)