....Oh. He hadn't- this wasn't his intention. Chikusa stares wide eyed at the hand now holding his, unsure still of what to do or what his role here is meant to be. Does Makoto know this? He has to. So is this just enough?

Uneasy and not wanting to be for any longer, Chikusa redirects his gaze towards the other again. "That's what we're trying to find out.... Right? So... we just have to keep doing that."