[There was a lot he wanted to say to him. To warn him about. He didn't want him to get sick, but he also didn't want to leave him cursed... Oh, but maybe it was fine. It was all fine. Yeah. He couldn't summon the strength to keep talking much, anyway.

So he contented himself with saying nothing as he stared up at Naoya with a stupid smile on his face. And Naoya might begin to doubt he would say anything. And just when he might think he was right, that he wouldn't speak or had just passed out, Henry opened his mouth to talk about something completely out of left field.]

Will you ever... trust me?