[For his part, Junpei actually flops right back down as Charles moves to get up. He really doesn't want to go anywhere, he'd rather lay right here and watch Charles roam around and pet Gab, almost as if this is an ordinary daily routine and not going out to check on the not-pocalypse. So give him an extra minute, then he'll roll himself out of bed and onto his feet. He'll make a quick pit stop in the kitchen to get Gab a little treat, and another stop to find his shoes, and now he's stalling, so— okay.

The rest of the world. Here goes.

...It seems perfectly normal. Like it really did work...]

Yeah... looks like it. Let's walk around, just to be sure.

[And he doesn't ask or hesitate, simply reaches over to take Charles' hand and tug, setting off for the center of town. And the town looks, well, just as normal as ever - even more so! Passing a few locals who give them the cold shoulder notwithstanding, although Junpei doesn't have the energy yet to worry about that. The world is still here, so if nothing else, Charles getting hurt as badly as he did wasn't for nothing... He did still get hurt, and thinking about that makes Junpei think about a dozen worst-case scenarios, despite himself.

Maybe if the world was a little wrong, it would be easier to focus on that. He should feel better, right? Relieved, or something? And he does, of course, but he feels like he could feel... more. And he knows where the lingering doubt is coming from, and that time is never guaranteed, so, alright, fuck it—time to muddle through it.]

Well, the world not ending is a pretty good thing, but, uh... it could have. I mean, do you ever think about... other things you could have done?