It— It's okay— ( he doesn't really know what else to say to all that... bending down to be more at a friendlier height with the seated mitsuha, his expression turns to something a little more gentle. )
You're okay. ( he reaches forward, lightly grasping at her wrist to turn it over if she'll allow it. ) See? You're warm, just like me. And I'm pretty sure I'm still alive.
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bending down to be more at a friendlier height with the seated mitsuha, his expression turns to something a little more gentle. )
You're okay. ( he reaches forward, lightly grasping at her wrist to turn it over if she'll allow it. ) See? You're warm, just like me. And I'm pretty sure I'm still alive.
( there's an attempt at a smile here. )