[ Yeah, that's about the reaction that Momo should have expected from her younger self. She sighs, knowing that it's probably too late for her to extricate herself cleanly from this altercation with her past self. Even if she created some kind of drug to give her forced amnesia, and make her forget the last few minutes... What's the point? She knows now, and Momo might as well use that to her advantage.

She lowers the gun, clicking the release on the magazine and letting it fall to the ground, raising her hands to show she means no harm. ]

Look, I can explain, just... Not here. Not out in the open. Can we go inside and talk this through? [ She glances back to the 1-A dorm building. ] Into your dorm room, maybe?