“It’s okay, baby. Stop crying now, okay?” Maki mumbles to you softly, her stoic expression still on her face as she gently dries your tears.

You were hysterically crying over a mean thing someone had said to you. Maki found you crying on your bed, and obviously she went to comfort you, as any loving girlfriend would do.

“I’ll kill them. If that’s what you like. Make it painful too.” she suggests, her tone serious yet quiet.

Maki certainly has her own way of showing that she cares.