[He was freaking out, but Naoto was just so damn grounded in reality that he couldn't help but just look at her and wonder how the hell he was friends with such a cool, collected freakin' person. She had her moments of weakness, and her cool was tested plenty, but here she was in a new world, at least outwardly not letting everything bother her. It'd be stupid of him to assume that nothing here bothered her, however, but... he could take a page out of her book right now.]

H-helping...? I can't ask ya to do that! Y'got your own shit to deal with, right? I mean-

[Okay, Kanji, chill. Chill out. Use the brain for once.]

...W-we make a deal, then. We help each other out. But we already knew all that after the TV world n' Adachi shit, so nothin' really changes, yeah?

I jus' gotta figure out what I can do to help back when it comes to this Marchen stuff.