[Oh, good, then she doesn't have to find out via Ibuki actually trying to lie.
That said, though, Makoto's outburst actually gets her to jump a second time, before her ears fold in further against her hair, as she reaches out weakly to her friend - Only to seem to think better of it partway, and draw her hand back toward herself.]
No, no, Ibuki wasn't saying that's okay... she knows it's not. She's saying it's okay, 'cause...
[... Why is she saying it's okay? She ends up trailing off again, looking like the cogs in her brain are churning, before just... Shrugging.]
... No, it's not okay. It wasn't okay, and even though Ibuki and her friends did what they could to make up for everything they did... it's still not gonna be okay...
But she's dead... So that's okay, at least. She died, and it was forever; not like Ibuki's fakey-death in the memory machine. So now that we're all out of everyone's hair, at least that world can start to go back to something better. My class hopped on a boat to go find someplace where there's no one else, so no one has to worry about having us around, and the Makoto-chan of that world [- The one who saved them -] started to work on making things good again.
[It's said with a strangely solemn tone of voice.]
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1/2 lots of these today
That said, though, Makoto's outburst actually gets her to jump a second time, before her ears fold in further against her hair, as she reaches out weakly to her friend -
Only to seem to think better of it partway, and draw her hand back toward herself.]
No, no, Ibuki wasn't saying that's okay... she knows it's not. She's saying it's okay, 'cause...
[... Why is she saying it's okay? She ends up trailing off again, looking like the cogs in her brain are churning, before just...
Shrugging.]
... No, it's not okay. It wasn't okay, and even though Ibuki and her friends did what they could to make up for everything they did... it's still not gonna be okay...
But she's dead... So that's okay, at least. She died, and it was forever; not like Ibuki's fakey-death in the memory machine.
So now that we're all out of everyone's hair, at least that world can start to go back to something better.
My class hopped on a boat to go find someplace where there's no one else, so no one has to worry about having us around, and the Makoto-chan of that world [- The one who saved them -] started to work on making things good again.
[It's said with a strangely solemn tone of voice.]