[First he wants to find him in five years and now he's ready and willing to hear Junpei's list of near-death experiences (once Junpei can figure out how to make "near" do a whole lot more legwork there, probably), and that's a bit much to process at once. Junpei gives him a look that's a bit watery from choking like a dingus but still appreciative, softer than he means to be when they're talking about death. Somehow! Again!

They've really got to talk about different hobbies. And it won't be right now. Still:]

You're going to need diagrams. Give me a little while, okay?

[It's not really a question because he knows Charles will give him the time; just, you know. He'll get there sooner or later.

Here and now and hypothetically five years in the future but only for one of them (this is why he'll need the diagrams to explain everything, eventually), these are some fascinating party tricks being proposed, especially, uh. Picking him up? Like, just carrying him around?

Junpei looks very studiously at his beer and thinks, huh, maybe he shouldn't dwell too much on that thought right now, so—]

You think you can pick me up? [ah fuck failed step one, welp,] What, just 'cause you're taller than me?