Naoto was the one who had all the information and would go over it better than he ever could. Now that he thought about it, it seemed everybody had things under control.

But in an act of utter control from him, he was just staring at Morgana and trying to formulate the words. He knew to ask now rather than just going for it, even if it was torturous to work up the courage to ask to just... pet. He wanted to pet this goddamn cat.

It also distracted him from not looking at Makoto. He was grateful that he hadn't completely blown it back when... w-well...