( komaeda drops his hand down as he stares back at what's inside of the vending machine, tapping the glass in thought as he listens to izumi respond. it's actually shocking to hear him budge, and immediately turns his head to look at the expression he wears — is he that bothered. even with his fears visible, komaeda gasps in thought as he smacks his prosthetic fist into the palm of his good hand. )

Hey, Sena-kun... ( he calls out in an attempt to grab his attempt to grab his attention, mostly to pull him out of that worried phase he's finding himself in. )

Since it was my idea, I'll do the honors of slicing you open.

( he's not a doctor, but he's done risky things for the sake of hope, and the idea of komaeda hurting himself and others isn't a foreign concept. it may sound like he gave izumi the short end of the stick, but komaeda's quick to get to his feet as he stares at the other with a kind smile. ) It's important you do this right... and because I'm lucky... I'll be able to get the right amount from you.

( with that said, he looks towards chiaki and roku~n, wondering if they'll agree with komaeda helping izumi do this, and besides, he might feel comfortable having someone else cut at his skin. )

Is that fine with you two? We could meet up at a different spot once I'm finished draining him, because trading an expensive good in the hallway is bad for business too.