[Oh-- hey. Junpei gives him a look that's stuck between tragic and wildly confused for a second; he's trying to make his pitch that Charles should leave, and he just--insists? On staying? To help?

Somewhere under the roiling current of Gnos, Junpei is touched in the same moment that he's surprised— there are so few people in his life he can really rely on, and here's this guy he's practically just met, offering to help him while knowing full well he's wild on this murder infection.]

I don't think it's going to go away that easily... I mean, I'm not infected.

[I'm not, half-assed, because he absolutely and overtly is, and half-mumbled into Charles' shoulder as he gets pulled into a hug. It helps. It doesn't much quiet the persistent urge of Gnos at the back of his mind, but it helps.

He sighs eventually, then,] So, uh... I don't want to kill anybody.