[ …Mizuki's embarrassed. "It doesn't do anything else?" Add asks, and this this weird static in Mizuki's mind. He doesn't even know what to say. Like he's supposed to laugh it off and say "yeah it's dumb". But it's not dumb. He likes it. It's one of his favorite things. He knows it's not useful, but…
Hhhh.
Mizuki bites his lip, flustered, his bioluminescence making a smattering of blue freckles across his cheeks that expertly trick the viewer of his blush into thinking it's a blue blush because of the lighting. (Or maybe it's just a blue blush. Who knows! Mizuki won't tell.) Instead, he spins around to dig in his bag again, pulling out a few more of his handhelds. DS, Gameboy, PSP, Vita— does he really not have any interesting technology in here? Anxiety,, ]
I-I have my phone, too… It's sort of not useful here, either, but it can still… take pictures and stuff? And… uh, record things, but… obviously Dynamo can already do that… I'm sorry.
[ Beat. ] O-oh, there's my Infection Monitor??? [ He points to his collar. ] I don't know how it works, though.
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Hhhh.
Mizuki bites his lip, flustered, his bioluminescence making a smattering of blue freckles across his cheeks that expertly trick the viewer of his blush into thinking it's a blue blush because of the lighting. (Or maybe it's just a blue blush. Who knows! Mizuki won't tell.) Instead, he spins around to dig in his bag again, pulling out a few more of his handhelds. DS, Gameboy, PSP, Vita— does he really not have any interesting technology in here? Anxiety,, ]
I-I have my phone, too… It's sort of not useful here, either, but it can still… take pictures and stuff? And… uh, record things, but… obviously Dynamo can already do that… I'm sorry.
[ Beat. ] O-oh, there's my Infection Monitor??? [ He points to his collar. ] I don't know how it works, though.