[...when he's being reasonable, Amane's a good kid. And when he's being unreasonable, well, there's usually a reason, so she can't really blame him most of the time. She doesn't seem bothered by his presence, tension unwinding just a tiny bit.]

I'm sure she wouldn't talk about it unless she got called on it. I wouldn't talk about most of my stuff if I had a choice, either, but... sometimes I need to talk or I'll explode. And then, well. [She nods her head toward the school, as if to indicate it. The Disturbance at large.] Besides, some of those other things aren't weird in our culture, either. Look at Senpai. I don't think idol would be my first choice, if I ever have a daughter, but... I protect people's dreams. I want them to be able to see them through, if they want. I think people put Dreamers on a pedestal, anyway. I did, when I was younger. So it doesn't surprise me that they want her to do something really noticeable and well-regarded.

[Her, though... Lisa's grip on him tightens a little, and tears silently stream down her face. He's... he's not wrong. It's hard for her to accept, and she wouldn't say it about herself, but he's not wrong. Her expression lightens, enough to notice.]

T-thanks... thank you, Amane-kun. You're right. She... she did choose me. I don't know if she'll still choose me when this is all over, but- [A short, quiet sob.] -for now, I should honor that. [Her tone briefly turns... almost teasing, complete with a tiny smile, despite still being thick with sadness.] I dunno if I believe the rest of that, though, that sounds like propaganda. My being a woman, sure, that's on them. But the rest is up for debate.

[...take the compliment, Lisa. Amane, of all people, doesn't give those lightly.