[The stir of discomfort persists at the notion that the both of them, Sai and himself, may have "recognized" something they'd "gained," the same sort of discomfort one might feel as if he were asked to shed some layers in the midst of a snowstorm. Still yet, he lacks the language for this feeling or the understanding of it. So Henry smiles wider.

He thinks about a friend's concern for his smiles, but this isn't the time to perform another exhausting emotional deep dive. Yako has presented Henry with a perfect out, a rescue rope, and he'll grasp it with all of his might.]

I'm Henry! Nice to meetcha, Yako. Guess you've decided to give this childish bad guy a chance after all, huh? [Is that what introductions mean, Henry?] Not that I'd fault you for turning your nose up at me, after all of that.

[Then again, he doesn't really know how she feels about Sai. Is she disgusted by them? Does she forgive them? Whatever the case, he feels reassured by her demeanor and assumes that she's not as put off by him as he thought she'd be.]