[Ryo-yo really needed to learn how to smile. Ryuji would tell him that it'd make him look more handsome, but he's not sure how that exact compliment would go, if it was warranted, or even if it was actually wanted in the first place (spoiler alert: probably not). His patience is mostly stewed in a pot lightly seasoned with his boredom and a few dashes of concern for Simba, but there's... not much else to do on the station but shoot the shit with the friends he's made over the last 2 months.]

Just anyone, huh? [He leans in and elbows Ryo softly. Did that do anything to the work that he was performing on the poolmba? Who knows.]

I mean, you can totally just do it... yourself if you want. I don't think it's really that hard. You seem to be pretty much great at everything you put your mind to?

[Whoa, cool magic effect with the lack of dirt getting all over you, Ryo. He's not going to ask questions or anything. It barely even registers, honestly.]

... Man, you're really ruining my Destiny experience with this shit. Leave my pristine childhood intact, m'kay?!