Nanashi watches his allies converse and share smiles.

Dagda: Pathetic. This makes my skin crawl. All this lipservice and ego-stroking is the kind of dependency that stops you from acting on your own. You’ll see soon enough, kid. There’s no place for you among them.

Asahi comes to you and smiles, head tilted in curiosity.
Asahi: Hey, what’re you doing? We should head back to Kinshicho. Let’s go, Nanashi.
Asahi holds her hand out to you.