[She stops her guitar playing again, shifting it to the side next to her - opposite of Makoto - so she can... Pull her legs up onto the bench with her, mostly. Wrapping her arms over top of it and looking away from her friend.]
You gotta promise you'll believe me, first. ... And that you won't like, leave or something. You gotta promise you'll sit through the whole thing, okay?
But this is... stuff you need to know if you really wanna say you trust me.
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[She stops her guitar playing again, shifting it to the side next to her - opposite of Makoto - so she can...
Pull her legs up onto the bench with her, mostly. Wrapping her arms over top of it and looking away from her friend.]
You gotta promise you'll believe me, first. ... And that you won't like, leave or something.
You gotta promise you'll sit through the whole thing, okay?
But this is... stuff you need to know if you really wanna say you trust me.