[ He pulls his arm away, and there's a determined look in his eyes; determined but also pained. ] I can't do that! There's no way I can let Index know. [ Touma pulls himself into a sitting position with his hand on the back of the couch, despite how the motion feels like it's putting his stomach under too much pressure. ] You ... didn't see the way she looked when I told her, at first, that I had lost my memories. I admitted it, with a straight face and all the real confusion I could muster, but then I turned around and played it off like it was a joke. A prank. That I really pulled the wool over her eyes and she fell for it.
[ His tone took on a proud sort tone at revealing his plan, but at the same time he's mocking himself. ] She was so... heartbroken, though. [ Literally. ] And then she got really mad and bit me a lot because she thought I was playing around.
"How mean, Touma!"
[ Frowning. ] But she never questioned it again, and I never, ever want to see that look in her eyes ever again.