[ Makoto looks at the flower, then up at Junpei, and then visibly softens a little at the comment because awwww...... that's like, so sweet, Junpei. ]

Oh... Thanks. [ She'll take the flower, a peaceful white. a balm for her plummeting self-esteem. ] Er, it's not like I'm relying only on the flowers. It's just nice to have that kind of fateful assurance, you know? Like it's destiny that things will end up well, and stuff...

[ why is she babbling...... She's not prone to being open with complete strangers. Maybe it's because he was nice and gave her such a pretty flower??? Her mood is ping-ponging all over the place, and her brow furrows at the realization. ]

Which I guess is stupid in hindsight, haha!

[ HAHA. HA. backtracks furiously while coughing. ]