I think my state of being is the same as usual! Ah, but that must be part of the problem, right? [Nagito slides right past that statement of friendship, of course. Little by little he catches up to Makoto--Nagito does have longer legs--and ends up settling at a pace that leaves him just a step or two behind.] I'm sorry I don't have an umbrella for you. Normally, I carry one with me, but circumstances being what they are, I don't have much in my pockets.

[Except for a ton of papers, but those aren't umbrellas.]