[ Either he has dementia or he's MEAN, and Chiaki puffs up at these answers because it could also be both. ]

Yeah, he did. Ryuji and Kitaro and all those other names I just made up.

[ She straightens up and picks up her drink and also swipes Roku~n's drink too, because she's mad. ]

The both of you are exactly the same! You both only have eyes for the people you're obsessed with and you don't see anybody else— you treat everybody else like they're nothing, and only notice when they're gone and it's waaaaaaayy too late! You don't care about anybody else! You're not asking all this 'cause you suddenly care about them! You're just scared you'll get chopped up like Aiko-san and stuffed into the pipes and I hope you do!

[ She shouts, at Komaeda, before whipping around to face Izumi and amending that statement with ] Not you, you're perfect and I love you, but I wish you'd just open your damned eyes for once.

[ With a huff, she turns to shoot a glare Komaeda's way, as if he were the entire reason Izumi is like this, sticks her tongue out at him and then stomps off, byeee ]