[Maybe he should have left it at half-explained ranting and not nudged Charles into asking about it; what's the point in talking about any of this, especially if it's going to upset people this much? Hmm. Quietly, softly, he says,] Hey, hey...

[And that's just noise, an aside because Charles is squeezing his hand hard enough to reveal everything he's thinking. Junpei wiggles his fingers in that grip, reaching across with his free hand to touch Charles' wrist; that is his hand being squeezed, first of all, but also hey, it's... fine.]

That's, uh... yeah, that's about it. I told you about that part, right, the resonating... thing? I don't know why it works, but that's what happens. Apparently we can even quantum-vibrate hard enough to shake off chemically-induced memory loss, go figure.

[This is absolutely not the question being asked. He clears his throat.]

Uh, so... you've pretty much got it.