[ Aaah yeah, he’s pretty sure he’s pushing it. That downcast look on Momo’s face is already enough to get him sweating, and Jion fidgets nervously at the question. ]

Me? Um. [ Is there an answer Momo is looking for in particular? If so, he’s not shrewd enough to find it. Jion mulls over the question for a moment. ] ... well. It’s not anyone super specific, but. A bunch of us — people like me, in the same experiment — we grew up together in the same lab, right? So we were always together for studying and training and everything. But we were all deployed to different locations, and I only see them if we happened to get scheduled for checkups at the same time back at the lab. And I think about them often, I wonder how they’re doing a lot. So, I miss them. Though I guess that’s not really specific to me being here?

[ Is that still a proper answer? Jion kneads his hands together, trying to check Momo’s expression to see how he’s reacting. ]

Um, how about you? Is there someone you really wanna see again?