Hell, Ryuuji's really upset. I stare at him levelly, because while I genuinely appreciate the care from both of them -- how am I this lucky? -- it can't be like this. They can't treat me like a kid. I squeeze his arm where he's supporting me, and try not to lean on him too much.

"You protect me, and I'll protect you. Both of you," I say, not giving an inch. "We'll get through it all together."

Enter shows his cables, and I shrug. If he hasn't seen this in battle already, he's not as smart as I thought he was. "I'm not exactly garden variety human either," I tell him wryly, holding out a hand in invitation to a cable. Ryuuji can talk about himself if he wishes, that's his business, but mine is mine. "I can do things other humans can't, too."