[ Futaba is glancing over at the door too. And at Sojiro. And especially at Makoto. She's trying to focus on more internet trawling, but her nerves are too unsettled. Every time she tries to type something she ends up backspacing as much as she progresses. It's too frustrating, and eventually she just. Gives up. Closing her laptop and hugging it to her chest instead.
Glancing up at Makoto again. ]
D-did, um- [deep breath] Can you say when she's supposed to get here?
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Glancing up at Makoto again. ]
D-did, um- [deep breath] Can you say when she's supposed to get here?