#continuation rp.

The moment wizzes by with a tense noise and a smacking of skin on skin as Leon's lips had met his. Makoto is tempted to struggle away, feeling upset already -- but instead can't find the will to move. Leon pulls away and murmurs something that Makoto almost can't process. His eyes stare blankly ahead and he stares at his shoes. This had all been a very bad idea. In the interest of protecting both himself and his friend, Makoto had honestly felt that the best way to achieve this was to split up. Nothing like in-team betrayal to get people killed. He's almost dizzy from the event, confused and maybe even a little bit sad. He can't even find the strength to open his mouth in response.