[It's what she imagines you call her in your head, don't mind her she's just delusional.

Anyway.]

Another classmate? [Toko makes a face. How was that even possible?] He's n-not here is he? Warn me if he is, he sounds like a pain in the ass.

[To put it politely.

Claude breezes past the gaffe, as he does most things. Toko scarcely has time to wonder if it's a positive trait or he's secretly a psychopath, he's already pulling the rug from under her again.]

Friend? Y-you mean— [Right. He would have seen something of her own past. Toko's cheeks flush and her hand comes to her mouth, as if he'd named the colour of her panties instead.] Komaru? She's...yes. We're friends.

[The shock wanes, and in its place comes a wee smile. Toko is staring at her shoes.]

I'd never had a friend before. It's so n-nice, to have someone lower themselves so much for your sake...it's probably because she's too stupid to know better. But I'm. Aheh...grateful...very grateful to have her by my side.

[She trails off, lost in some fond reverie. Though her deepening blush makes it seem a touch lewd. Oops.]