[Celes might notice the abrupt change in posture that Chihiro adopts at the different honorific, his heels coming together and his shoulders going a bit rigid, forcing Henko to move sideways and stand next to his side instead. He quickly forces himself to relax a bit, but the revelation is already there. By now he's well aware that his classmates know his secret, but...still trying to keep it secret has caused him to forget that it's not so locked into secrecy any longer.
He swallows hard and nods his head a little, carefully stepping over to sit on the edge of the couch.]
N-no it....it's alright.
[Chihiro's gaze is fixed down at his hands on his knees, which nervously move to smooth out the surface of his skirt now and then. Ever since Togami made those pants for him, he hasn't...really worn them. He just can't bring himself to, at least not yet. Henko moves to take a seat at Chihiro's feet, looking up at him with concern.]
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He swallows hard and nods his head a little, carefully stepping over to sit on the edge of the couch.]
N-no it....it's alright.
[Chihiro's gaze is fixed down at his hands on his knees, which nervously move to smooth out the surface of his skirt now and then. Ever since Togami made those pants for him, he hasn't...really worn them. He just can't bring himself to, at least not yet. Henko moves to take a seat at Chihiro's feet, looking up at him with concern.]