[For now, Komaeda keeps his face in Hinata's shoulder, and from that spot he can feel the way the other's voice rumbles in his throat. It's visceral, almost too real. They didn't have a skinship within the simulation, but still, it almost seems like... for a moment, he hasn't woken up at all.

Komaeda lifts his head, gazing past Hinata's shoulder and towards the far wall. This room is lined with all kind of unrecognizable things. Wires and tubes and pods, all emptied, with his own being the most recent edition. This chair that he sits in, was it brought in for Hinata? Those tissues, too.

How long had he been waiting? Hoping? He said months, right?]

That's why Sleeping Beauty was woken up with a kiss, you know.

[It's a tasteless joke, one that only earns a short huff of laughter from Komaeda as he says it, but then he pushes himself off of Hinata's shoulder. His gaze is lowered, no, averted. He can't really meet those hopeful eyes, can he? What does Hinata want from him, expect from him? He believes in a Komaeda of the past, probably.]

Anyways... I'm sure everyone else disagreed with waking me up, and now you're asking me to face them again... you really like putting people in difficult situations, don't you?

[He pauses, waiting out the silence for a few seconds.]

Well? Are you going to help me back up? Take responsibility... since you wanted me back so badly.