[ Madoka frowns at first when she listens to Ple Two, looking slightly troubled. She's about to tell her that it doesn't matter what she was meant to feel like or not-- well, it matters insofar it makes things difficult for Ple Two now, which is awful, but there shouldn't be anything stopping her now. She should feel free to feel whatever she wants, and Madoka is more than willing to help do whatever she can to make that easier..
.. but then there's that last part, and all words instantly die in her throat. Her eyes grow wide, and for a moment she just stares in a kind of way that almost makes it look like her brain has to reboot itself. ]
O.. on me?
[ The words slowly come out - quietly, like something would break if she said them any louder. ]
.. do you..?
[ Ple Two most likely never had a crush before - never had the chance to, after all - and then out of all of the people here on this train, it's on her? It feels impossible. ]
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.. but then there's that last part, and all words instantly die in her throat. Her eyes grow wide, and for a moment she just stares in a kind of way that almost makes it look like her brain has to reboot itself. ]
O.. on me?
[ The words slowly come out - quietly, like something would break if she said them any louder. ]
.. do you..?
[ Ple Two most likely never had a crush before - never had the chance to, after all - and then out of all of the people here on this train, it's on her? It feels impossible. ]