[Oh, Charles can't look at him like that, he's going to vaporize on the spot at this rate. He— picks his fork back up to eat some more pasta, suddenly, because he's desperately craving pasta and not because Charles giving him that look makes his stomach lurch. (So he's putting more pasta in it, details, he's never claimed to make great decisions.)

So now he's taking advantage of the time to chew... ahem...]

Well, uh... basically, yeah.

[Yeah! Would he be eating this pasta in this fancy restaurant without Charles? No! But more than that, it's true, he really is saying that; having any kind of steady companionship makes it better instantly, another thing Junpei's learned from his previous kidnapping stints, and Charles is... more than that. In some way.

Some nebulous way. Junpei shrugs.]

You think I'm just going to forget what you did for me when I was going nuts? Nope. And that was just the one time.