[He leans down, rests his forehead against hers again. He's not trying to cut her off, just get closer to her, as if he might be able to lend her whatever strength he might have.]

I don't want to agree to it, either.

[And there's audible relief in his voice when he hears she doesn't want to, because even if he doesn't want to admit it, it was worrying him. That whatever the devil might say could be enough to tempt her. Hell, it was tempting Ryuji, and that's worrying enough.]

She was... talking about stuff that happened back home, stuff that happened here... like she was expecting me to just trust her.

I'm worried about everyone right now, Haru.