[It takes a moment or two for Xiaolang to regain his bearings, his heart still beating wildly and his breathing a little ragged. But, as his nerves cool, the more he begins to realize the thing that scared him looked... not all that scary. In fact, it was more or less your standard rubber doll, complete with googly eyes, smeared in fake blood with a cleaver sticking from it's skull. It was so fake, it was almost laughable.
Mio's question, however, causes him to start, and he quickly removes his hand before she can mention it.]
Fine! I'm fine. It just came out of nowhere, that's all. It's obvious it's a fake. [Are you convincing Mio or yourself, Xiaolang...]
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Mio's question, however, causes him to start, and he quickly removes his hand before she can mention it.]
Fine! I'm fine. It just came out of nowhere, that's all. It's obvious it's a fake. [Are you convincing Mio or yourself, Xiaolang...]