[He wasn't ignorant. Working for the CCG for the short time he had; he had done well to educate himself on whatever he could get his hands on. Reading books on ghouls, their biology, understanding how ghouls were 'ranked'--All for the sake of understanding what his best friend might be going through; even if he might not ever really get it.

'SS Ranked Ghoul' strikes a chord in him. How few ghouls were around with a ranking that absolutely high--his memory just flashes back to fighting with--or rather; trying to run from a rampant, raging Kaneki. He'd been that strong then. Imagine how strong he was now. A flicker of a question hit him and he wondered--would the other even flinch if someone pushed their fingers into his eyes again?

Part of him says no.

He whistles.]

SS. Man, you're not kidding, are you. [There's a tone to his voice--uncertainty, or something close to it. Not because he didn't believe him--more that ... how was it possible.] You're only half and you're already that strong?

[He pauses for what might seem like an age, thoughts mulling over in his head as he thinks of what to say. He doesn't want to take this lightly--and he knows his friend is trying to warn him, but.

...Ken, if you're trying to scare him.]

...At least I won't have to worry about the CCG doing away with you.

[He's still got your back. No matter how 'scary' you might be.]