[Onoda gets that same rise and fall of hope when he watches Makishima make his call to no avail. Dread sits in his stomach, but there's nothing he can do about it now.]
Right... [He lowers his eyes.] Maybe I'll try later tonight. [He'd rather not go through calling someone and not getting a response again. So, instead, his eyes fix on Makishima's bag. He looks up at him, pointing to it.]
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Right... [He lowers his eyes.] Maybe I'll try later tonight. [He'd rather not go through calling someone and not getting a response again. So, instead, his eyes fix on Makishima's bag. He looks up at him, pointing to it.]
Makishima-san, you went shopping already?