[His answer is a voice rough with an animal growl. The beast rising up within him.] You never cared about that before! Nothing about this will make me 'feel better'. I'm a monster and you're trapped like this.

[He lets it happen, his eyes burn gold again as the growl in his voice grows deeper. Most people would start running by now.]

I care about you and you care about me. Talent never mattered to you, remember? We just were! Now you keep talking Junko's line of crap and slapping a werewolf on the nose like that's a bright idea! I'll never hurt you, or use you, or treat you like a reward - no matter how deep you twist the knife in me!

Because I care about you! I don't care if you're different. You're Nanami Chiaki to me. My friend, and I will bring you home.