[ He knows better than to go off on a tangent on the merit of people-as-insects. ]

The worse things are, all the more reason for me to reach out my hand. It's not a whim. It's more than that. More than duty even.

Nothing is forced if someone won't take my hand. I just... I want everyone to see that there is a hand waiting for them.

And if everyone's like John, then there's a hand for him too.

[ He thinks of Shigaraki (and of Paul) as his mouth forms in a tight line, but he says nothing more. ]