[Morgana is collecting some pizza when he hears his name; his ears prick up and swivel back immediately in clear recognition. The voice is..... almost familiar, somehow. Is that Makoto?
He turns around to see..... his friend? His nose twitches; even through the chaotic mess of scents that is the pizzas and crowd, something doesn't smell quite right about Makoto, either. The features, though..... there's no mistaking them. Forgive him if his smile is a little confused, Makoto; he has a lot more sensory information to comb through than you do.]
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He turns around to see..... his friend? His nose twitches; even through the chaotic mess of scents that is the pizzas and crowd, something doesn't smell quite right about Makoto, either. The features, though..... there's no mistaking them. Forgive him if his smile is a little confused, Makoto; he has a lot more sensory information to comb through than you do.]
Yeah, it's me! Did you..... get a haircut?