[Flatly:] You'll never make a hundred friends like that you know.

[He can't help himself.] I don't. Not here, anyway.

[He shrugs. Nine isn't even really sure if what he's doing here qualifies as living a life at all. Just feels a lot like he's been standing still.] And I am bothering a person as we speak.

[Lucky him.

He would have preferred not to have gotten kidnapped at all, of course, but. Well that's just how things are in this place.]