[Heehee. It's nice, to hear it when it's said like that. Chihiro smiles gladly, as though he's relieved, as though he's just come to a decision. He looks down at the floor.]

Right...of course... Even if I'm still afraid, then, it's okay that I am. As long as I don't let it stop me anymore, then I...can probably still... [Change. If he doesn't try, he doesn't know if it's too late or not.

Sorry, Ishimaru, he's dipped into talking to himself, though he's well aware of his classmate still. Shaking his head to snap free of his own thoughts and giving Ishimaru an apologetic look, he knits his fingers together.]

Ishimaru-kun, do you think I could talk to you about...a few things?