A mouthful of bubbles fills her mouth as she gasps in surprise — once, in response to running into someone so carelessly, and then a second time, after Mordred thwacks her on the shoulder with her book. Not that Makoto can blame her for being annoyed — she'd be annoyed to if someone floated into her — but was that really necessary? ]
Oh — I'm sorry! I suppose I got a little too engrossed in my book... [ She says apologetically, a little smile on her lips that doesn't quite reach her eyes. ] Are you alright?
[ Makoto isn't a terribly big person and she wasn't swimming very fast, but still! ]
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A mouthful of bubbles fills her mouth as she gasps in surprise — once, in response to running into someone so carelessly, and then a second time, after Mordred thwacks her on the shoulder with her book. Not that Makoto can blame her for being annoyed — she'd be annoyed to if someone floated into her — but was that really necessary? ]
Oh — I'm sorry! I suppose I got a little too engrossed in my book... [ She says apologetically, a little smile on her lips that doesn't quite reach her eyes. ] Are you alright?
[ Makoto isn't a terribly big person and she wasn't swimming very fast, but still! ]