[After having noticed that there is some Awkwardness happening, Vietnam is now hyper aware of everything around her and Makoto. Things she normally wouldn't even pick up on, such as their close proximity, the way he's not even breathing...
Focus, she needs to focus! Which thankfully, she did once she guides his hand to crack the egg again. But is it because that she's touching his hand like this that he's tense? Because as soon as the egg falls into the ball again, he's still. Just not even moving. Her eyes are swimming, alarmed and wondering if she should say something. Should she remove her hand?
Thankfully he spoke first, but it didn't even make anything better as she inhales deeply. Intense. Ah.]
I-I suppose so. The control. It's intense. [WORDS. WHY ARE WORDS HARD. If he's not around or not looking, she can perhaps wring air in her hands because she could have articulated that a lot better.
Still, he moves and there's two glasses of water, and she takes it. Thank god for the cool feeling of water in glass all against her hand right now, because she just needs to take it easy, take deep breaths, they will be Okay.]
Yes, let us mix it--...
[They're so not going to be okay. Because they had already set out all the utensils already, she knew exactly where the whisk is.] A-ah, Makoto... [She reaches over to tap him on the shoulder before picking up the whisk. RIP.]
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Focus, she needs to focus! Which thankfully, she did once she guides his hand to crack the egg again. But is it because that she's touching his hand like this that he's tense? Because as soon as the egg falls into the ball again, he's still. Just not even moving. Her eyes are swimming, alarmed and wondering if she should say something. Should she remove her hand?
Thankfully he spoke first, but it didn't even make anything better as she inhales deeply. Intense. Ah.]
I-I suppose so. The control. It's intense. [WORDS. WHY ARE WORDS HARD. If he's not around or not looking, she can perhaps wring air in her hands because she could have articulated that a lot better.
Still, he moves and there's two glasses of water, and she takes it. Thank god for the cool feeling of water in glass all against her hand right now, because she just needs to take it easy, take deep breaths, they will be Okay.]
Yes, let us mix it--...
[They're so not going to be okay. Because they had already set out all the utensils already, she knew exactly where the whisk is.] A-ah, Makoto... [She reaches over to tap him on the shoulder before picking up the whisk. RIP.]
I-it was right here.