At all, for starters. [Junpei is not cut out to be a firefighter? Or any kind of fighter?? It's fine. He leans back on his hands, heel slowly kicking the cabinet below.]

You've been asking me that a lot recently. [A slow drawl, but he looks at the ceiling.] I'm fine. It could have been worse, and my teammates were people I can tolerate. Where'd you end up going?

[What if he never tells Carlos about his shitty lapdance? What if.]