...Are you sure? [ Mizuki seems to be getting used to his mannerisms, at least. He fiddles nervously with the water bottle. He knows he needs it more than most people, but is that a fair assessment to make? What if it could save someone else?

He can't hold onto it for too long, though. This heat won't allow for it. ]

It'll buy you more time. More than the few minutes it'll take for this place to cook us alive, anyway.