As I cleared my gun once again for safety, I then took out a similar item to the MP5 I gave to Isaac on his birthday, and I switched the suppressor I had on my BCM Rifle with it. It was easy enough to swap 'em out and as I discovered that everyone was looking at me confusedly, I turned to Ella, who had now put on the eye protection with a darker shade, as I asked some questions:
"You taking any medications?"
"W-Wha— Why are you asking?"
"Just answer, please."
"I mean— no?"
"You like having bangs cover your eyes, right?"
"What's with these— Sure. But depending on my outfit!"
"Uh-huh, uh-huh. Then what about contacts?"
"What about them?"
"You wear them depending on the outfit too?"
"Of course! Why wouldn't I?!"
"How about now?"
"I didn't wear one."
"Because?"
"Because! It depends on my mood too, you know?!"
"Hmm~ That slightly~ complicates things… I'm not even sure what to treat you for…"