[ Ouma might've pointed it out if he weren't so immediately stunned by what Shuichi does next. He looks surprised as Shuichi takes his hand (especially with what's on it -- really, Shuichi...), and his face feels a little warmer at the gesture coming out of left field for him. Ouma simultaneously wants to avoid Shuichi's gaze as much as he doesn't -- but a feeling like he might just miss something if he does in combination with how serious Shuichi is right now keeps him fixated.

He doesn't even know how to process Shuichi's words for a good silent few seconds -- at least, until he does, and he smiles a bit sardonically. ]

I'd totally catch it if you lied to me, anyway... 'Cause you suck at it.

[ It's only for a moment, but Ouma squeezes back at Shuichi's hand faintly before straightening himself, his smile becoming more distinct and a little more pep returning to his tone when he speaks again. ]

...But yeah! I wanna be friends with Saihara-chan.

[ Despite everything they've been doing together coupled with Shuichi's multiple attempts here to reach out to Ouma on some more genuine level, it's hard for Ouma to believe anyone would be legitimately interested in making friends with him in return. Of course Ouma's interested -- so is this Shuichi saying they can be friends?? Maybe?? Are there conditions to this?? Ouma's thinking a bit too hard about everything Shuichi's just said now. ]