[ It's hard for Nanko not to notice when someone seems anxious or worried, and while she's working on making her bookmarks, she glances over a time or two when he shifts restlessly, unable to settle and occasionally glancing back over his shoulder.
After a little while, she gets up and crosses over to him, her expression a little worried as she reaches out to gently tug on the hem of his shirt. ]
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After a little while, she gets up and crosses over to him, her expression a little worried as she reaches out to gently tug on the hem of his shirt. ]
Are you okay?
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[Startled out of his anxiety, he blinks down at the small girl before smoothing a smile over his face.]
Oh, Nanako. It's you. So you were invited too! [As for her question... He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly.] Was I acting strangely, then...?
[He's been so fidgety, he guesses it was only a matter of time...]