"I don't know," Ichinose gave Maruki a wry smile, looking at the way his brows furrowed and his hands looked for... something. A distraction? Taking notes?

Whatever it was... Ichinose just shrugged. "If I did, maybe I wouldn't deeply unsettle people so often. If I smile and talk too much, I'm creepy for going on for so long. If I don't smile, keep to myself, people whisper to each other, call me a doll. I haven't ever once found that supposed sweet spot that everyone exists in."