[He falls quiet - he really isn't very good at this kind of stuff, as hard as he's trying. He really didn't expect to be in a situation like this with Kanji of all people, but it's hitting home hard. He can imagine what it would be like if it were Chie (the Scyther, of course) or Jiraiya, and it instantly makes him lose his taste for the canned coffee. He puts it on the floor between his feet, letting out a sigh.]
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