[Naoki raises his gaze slowly to her face as she presses his palm against his chest, looking at her uncertainly. He hasn't ever talked about this-- it isn't something he really wants to talk or think about but he does, whether he wants to or not.
His hand flexes slightly against his own chest.]
...My heart? [After a moment, he can feel it. Ah, it's beating too fast. Does he feel that nervous talking about that after all?
action;
His hand flexes slightly against his own chest.]
...My heart? [After a moment, he can feel it. Ah, it's beating too fast. Does he feel that nervous talking about that after all?