I'll... I'll help. With working with Boa, I mean... at least, I can try. I want to try.

[As much as he'd been against even talking to the undead campers, and as much as he argued with Nine about whether or not they were still in there... he'd made the decision to try to hope that they were. To hope that there was still some glimmer of a chance that they could be saved, somehow. That they weren't gone for good.]

Thank you, Mitsuru. I... I know we haven't really hung out much. Hell, I barely know you at all! But... I know that Boa trusted you... and that's enough for me.