[Naoki smiles weakly. Think she's not as cool? He doubts that. But what she says makes him exhale, his fingers flexing before curling around her hand.]

I'm not going to cry. [The strength seems to have gone out of him, though, and he slumps next to her, like he might tilt over onto her but he doesn't yet.] My thoughts aren't gonna change either.

We're-- I'm...

Even though... it's probably unfair of me [because he'd fought against himself when it came to trusting her], I've always been thinking of us as friends too.