[She might have let go of his cheeks, but he doesn't let go of her hands out of a suspicion that she'll just grab his face again. Instead, he sighs quietly, closing his eyes and shaking his head.]

That's not it, Ichinose. I know Komaeda. How afraid he is to let himself get close to someone because he's afraid his luck will hurt them. If I could prove to him that I have the same talent... maybe he won't feel so alone.

It was the only way I could think of to prove it to him in a way he'd understand. That's all.