[Everyone thinking he's amazing would be tantamount to lying and he hesitates to think that Junko wouldn't understand that. It's plain to the eye, most of the time. He doesn't try to hide his nature. Not a single cell in his body is worth something. Much less something amazing. What seems more likely than her making that mistake, is that she's up to something. Which she's all but said.
So he can play along.]
I suppose I might. [He sounds mild but not entirely convinced. And why should he? She hasn't convinced him yet.]
How would my luck change the world? [Whether he agrees or not, she'll make the change. She's talented and chaotic. He doesn't have the right to form an opinion of her but tucked away at the back of his deteriorating mind he's forming one anyway. But whatever that opinion is he knows that with or without his particular disgusting talent she will most certainly make an impact.]
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So he can play along.]
I suppose I might. [He sounds mild but not entirely convinced. And why should he? She hasn't convinced him yet.]
How would my luck change the world? [Whether he agrees or not, she'll make the change. She's talented and chaotic. He doesn't have the right to form an opinion of her but tucked away at the back of his deteriorating mind he's forming one anyway. But whatever that opinion is he knows that with or without his particular disgusting talent she will most certainly make an impact.]