[he shakes his head, his overgrown bangs swishing over the hand hiding his face.]

... I'd love anything you'd cook for me. What is your favorite thing to make? Make that.

[You - provide for me what I want. You, give me that happy feeling that I can't find any other way... Give me my sense of self, my reason to be... Because now, I'm...

A moment of thick silence passes again.]

Shinji-kun. It will be troublesome for you, but... Please, let me stay with you for a while.