The words stir a ghost of the feelings she remembers from when they'd first met. Strange how that works. There's been a lot of history between them since then - not all of it good - but here they are. Makoto sighs softly and pushes to her feet in turn, following Haruka across the room. For a moment she hesitates and then rests her fingertips on Haruka's shoulder, "I don't like seeing you isolating yourself - even if it's only in your own head."

Her expression flickers into a worried frown, "Please - I want to help you. It's not a sign of weakness to accept it!"