[Whatever it is that's making Monika so sweet and considerate all of a sudden, he can't say he dislikes it. It's not the first time she was like this, he thinks, but it's a welcome surprise regardless.]

Looking past our physical differences, there isn't much differences between us on the inside. We all are individuals with our own wants and desires and have the capability to forge our own path.

[She's right, though. Despite what may he think himself a boring company, despite everything, she's still with him, settled comfortably in his arms. Even further than that, she doesn't exactly hide it that she wants him to stay with her. He isn't exactly sure what is it about him that makes Monika want him so much.... It's not exactly a bad feeling to be wanted.

He's not sure what to say.... But there isn't any need to say anything, is there? By now, she should be used to him being more of a mech of action than words, not being the best at crafting words in the moment like she's capable of. So to show his appreciation, he brings his free hand up to brush her cheek with his fingers, and then tries his best to cup at her cheek without having his large hand on her entire face. And to end it, he mutters:]

... Thank you, Monika.