[He jerks up in surprise so fast every bruised muscle screams in protest. Komaeda sags against the wall and just focuses on breathing.]

...I wish you'd spent more time with our teacher. Gundam knows of him but he hasn't met him. Not like you have.

[His breath comes out too fast as the pain of the body mixes with the agony of the mind. He's wanted to talk more than he ever wanted to admit. The words come out between harsh pants, but he doesn't wait. There's no point.]

You barely knew him...but isn't that enough? We mourned our classmates after trials and we barely knew each other then.