[There is no 'try'. Natsuru's hand is soon clasped between Hibiki's, and the girl's cheeks flush along with a small, familiar gasp. Hibiki inspires so many feelings, and the confidence she shows in her especially has an effect at this very moment.]
Yeah...
[There's a brief pause before she even realizes the word has passed her lips.]
no subject
Yeah...
[There's a brief pause before she even realizes the word has passed her lips.]
I-... I mean... thank you.