[ Okay. Mizuki stops at this and spins around, determination clear on his face as he squeezes Chung’s hand. ]

No one expects anything of you here, let alone be able to care for others and yourself.

[ There’s a very brief pause, and Mizuki wants to keep moving, but… first, he gives Chung a hug, desperately clinging to him in hope that somehow all the words he doesn’t have time to say will somehow manifest through physical contact. ]

But… we should work together, you’re right. If you… Will you stick with me?