[ He nods absently like "yeah, that sounds like the Nagito I know," scooting towards Komaeda in the same breath that he scoots away from him. ]
Stay still...
[ He WILL tackle Komaeda to the ground if he doesn't, don't test him. If there's a knife, he's going to take it, unable to fathom the idea of anybody waking up in the middle of who knows where and not immediately shoving their hands in their pockets. He would have, if it were him; probably would have cut his hand open on the knife if there were one in there, but at least he'd know, instead of sitting back and letting fate do all the work in driving his life. ]
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Stay still...
[ He WILL tackle Komaeda to the ground if he doesn't, don't test him. If there's a knife, he's going to take it, unable to fathom the idea of anybody waking up in the middle of who knows where and not immediately shoving their hands in their pockets. He would have, if it were him; probably would have cut his hand open on the knife if there were one in there, but at least he'd know, instead of sitting back and letting fate do all the work in driving his life. ]