((Taking in the moment, he decides it couldn't possibly be stupid. He didn't take Haru as someone to be so bothered by things so minute.
Makoto presses his palms against the bench to scootch himself closer to his friend and close the gap, then slouches over to close the space. A gesture of privacy, Haru could be as quiet as he needed.)) Do you wanna talk about it? I mean... if something's bothering you, I'd like to help fix it... if I can.
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Makoto presses his palms against the bench to scootch himself closer to his friend and close the gap, then slouches over to close the space. A gesture of privacy, Haru could be as quiet as he needed.)) Do you wanna talk about it? I mean... if something's bothering you, I'd like to help fix it... if I can.