[Komaeda listens with rapt attention and ducks his head slightly to hide his flushed face. Hearing talk like that stirs his hopes that are never far these days. When he raises it his smile is a little more relaxed. Faint threads of green littered with glimmering dragon scales flow through the wind Red called up.]

A boat it is then. I don't know much about them! But I remember they need a wind and sails to navigate without any sort of engine. It's fitting isn't it? Holding steadfast against the elements with just our wits and luck to carry us on.

I used to just let luck decide things. ...it's still strange to think how powerful bonds can be. But, [His smile grows, finally reaching his eyes. A warmth in the grey as he says softly.]

But I've seen the evidence for myself. I'll never doubt the strength of friendship or the courage it brings when you know you're not alone. No matter where we are this tie will always be here.