[He can school his expression into impassivity, but he can't hide the flash of pain in his eyes when she says she doesn't like it. It hurts. It hurts because the person he is now doesn't even want these talents. He doesn't hate them, he can't hate them when he was able to use them to save everyone, but it's still so hard to shake the feeling that he's someone else entirely. The Hinata who had existed before the virtual reality, and the Hinata who had been created in the virtual reality, the one everyone here had thought they'd known... were they really still him? Her words hurt.

All of those thoughts flicker through his mind faster than any words ever could be spoken, and he finally releases her hands, fully aware that he's at risk of having his cheeks slapped again.]

I'm sorry, but... I had to try. I came back to find everyone suffering... I had to test my theory. There's no way I'd risk anyone else getting hurt. Luck had nothing to do with that, I just... I'm not the kind of person who can sit idly by when there's something I can try to do to help.

As for our circumstances... it's complicated. For all of us.