[Sunny takes his time standing, his legs still wobbly. He isn’t sure he believes Nagito’s words again - Sunny was the one who started freaking out, so it was his fault. Simple as that.]
U-um… dry… clothes…? [He’s desperate for a change in subject though, and can’t help but notice the way Nagito’s uniform is dripping water still.]
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U-um… dry… clothes…? [He’s desperate for a change in subject though, and can’t help but notice the way Nagito’s uniform is dripping water still.]