[The silence is killing him, even though he knows the cogs are spinning in Gundam's brain. And it's not fair, to either Gundam or Hinata for him to be the one to push this sort of thing out of him. But he's a persona user, he's used to a team that has reached some sense of self-actualization, and even if they're still mostly spotty at it, they've always had someone to ignite each other to try and open up, or at least be strong enough to say what's on their minds regardless of whether or not it hurt them to do it.

And look, Ryuji's still struggling with that himself, in a lot of ways, but it's not healthy to keep all that in. Gundam's not some dark being that's excluded from being a part of the basic tenants of friendship or learning how to cope with stuff like people eventually learn how to do.

He scratches the back of his head.]

Dude, it ain't easy to rip off your own mask, uh, trust me on that one. But... we've only got each other here, right?

'Cause if you're gonna try and go it alone, you're gonna break. There's no way around it. Shit, Hajime was turnin' invisible this month and my I lost an arm. I dunno if I coulda even made it half as long as I did if it weren't for people to kick my as--- butt around.

And I think about all the people back home, too. If they're happy or not, or what happened to them. You gotta keep yourself living in the present. You owe it to yourself. Or, I guess... their memory.

[Man, he sucks at motivational speeches.]