Out of anything he could have expected, a hair ruffle wasn't even on the list, and Chikusa goes still. For a second, there's only a couple of bemused blinks from wide and confused eyes. Ciro's memories say this isn't unusual or strange, but... Ciro's memories seem so distantly foggy now, overlapped by Chikusa's stronger ones.

Eventually, all he can muster up is a confused nod as he lightly touches his hat. Sorry, Makoto, you've gone and broken him.