[Something tells him, already, that there's no possible way they could really go to school. A lot had changed with Kaneki. His apparent determination to protect people; he couldn't do something like that while he drifted into a student's life like that, could he.

No, he couldn't.

But still; just offering it, offering the idea of something--if it could make Kaneki smile like that; a natural expression that wasn't forced like it had been only minutes ago, then it was worth it.]

...This place is a mess. I do understand. [I understand that much.] I didn't... get to tell you. [You were dead, I didn't know if you were coming back.]

You were-- [He's silenced as Kaneki's hand runs up and into his hair, his train of thought broken as that already messy hair taking on an even more hedgepig-like appearance. And he can't help but to laugh, a bright smile moving over his face. That thought he had, it had drifted away in that moment of comfort between he and his best friend. That's fine.]

--You'd better not disappear on me again. Oi, I really will die next time.