[Mikan stops screaming shortly after Garry does, eyes wide and her breathing harsh like some frightened rabbit.
She looks back and forth between the two--if Garry's just wandered in like this, willing, into Komaeda's domain, they must be... friends, right? At the very least??]
U-um. [Just how much about his god does Garry know about? Mikan eyes him nervously] I-I'm Tsumiki Mikan! I-I'm, um, Komaeda-san and I are fr-friends? Ah, u, I mean, well, we're classmates...!
We're the from the same world! [She's not sure if they still really count as classmates when they've long since actually graduated high school but, like. Whatever.]
I-I'm the Ultimate Nurse, s-so Komaeda-san's in good, uh. [She looks at the severed hand held in her own two, then at Komaeda, then at Garry. She gestures weakly with it] Good hands? [Cue sad trombone noises.]
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She looks back and forth between the two--if Garry's just wandered in like this, willing, into Komaeda's domain, they must be... friends, right? At the very least??]
U-um. [Just how much about his god does Garry know about? Mikan eyes him nervously] I-I'm Tsumiki Mikan! I-I'm, um, Komaeda-san and I are fr-friends? Ah, u, I mean, well, we're classmates...!
We're the from the same world! [She's not sure if they still really count as classmates when they've long since actually graduated high school but, like. Whatever.]
I-I'm the Ultimate Nurse, s-so Komaeda-san's in good, uh. [She looks at the severed hand held in her own two, then at Komaeda, then at Garry. She gestures weakly with it] Good hands? [Cue sad trombone noises.]