Ryunosuke says don't worry, yet Manabu can't help but worry despite that. Ryunosuke may have been more affected than he says...or doesn't say. That's how traumatic events work, right? Manabu likes to think he's more trained or qualified to deal with it, but trauma's stopped him in his tracks and stolen his breath more than once even before the nightmare, before Trench.

Hiding that away...Ryunosuke shouldn't have to do that, Manabu thinks. He'd understand! He'd listen...

For now, he just nods, accepting the other at his word, best he can, looking away briefly before--

"Uoh, here--" He tugs Ryunosuke along and back up the small set of steps that took them to the journals, over to a row of long, empty tables. "You should check out what your friend Natsume had to write!" Looking back, he points: "That one says London, right? Maybe he wrote about you!"