[When she takes off her mask, Yuuto’s eyes go wide. A million thoughts are surely roaring through his head and it’s deafening to him, yet one startled, strained noise makes it’s way through his lips:]
Inaba-san..? Inaba-san! [Should he have recognized her? They had only spoken once. But he doesn’t meet many people. He should have know her voice, right?] You’re… It’s really you, right? Are you cold? Are you okay?!
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Inaba-san..? Inaba-san! [Should he have recognized her? They had only spoken once. But he doesn’t meet many people. He should have know her voice, right?] You’re… It’s really you, right? Are you cold? Are you okay?!