"What the hell is that supposed to mean!" an announcement of the conclusion Hinata had come to had sent Fuyuhiko into a frenzy of confusion and worry. It was actually pretty surprising to see him react like this. "What do you mean they won't wake up!?"

"Naturally. I said naturally." he looked even more dumbfounded after that, his eyebrows shooting up as high as they could go. He opened his mouth, letting out a grunt when he couldn't find his words. He bit his lip after, quickly approaching Hajime and placing his palms on his shoulders.

"That doesn't make me feel any better! Him! How did he wake up then?!" he shook his friend before he pointed at Nagito, the others following the direction to set their eyes on the white haired boy. It was a good and fair question, seeing as he was able to do exactly what everyone else was apparently unable to.

"Luck." his tone of voice was just about to send the young Yakuza over the edge. He took note of something he'd like to say to Hajime in private. He felt that he wasn't taking the matter as serious as he should be, and was about to express that.

"Luck? Luck!? That's bullshit! You expect me to just believe that he's standing right THERE, right NOW, because of luck!?" letting go of Hajime he took a step back and pointed at Nagito again. His yelling was bringing the others some concern, save for Kazuichi. He was standing there with a empty expression, his arms crossed tightly.

"I never said they were a lost cause." he spoke before Kuzuryu could shout again, wanting to deliver the hopefully calming words quickly. "I just wanted everyone to know, that Komaeda was the first and last person to wake naturally."

"You're saying it like you've reached a solid conclusion." Sonia voiced, earning Fuyuhiko's support instantly. Hinata cupped his chin with his left hand, forming his supporting argument in his mind.

"If they could all wake like Komaeda did, I would think that someone else would have by now. I also think that it would've been a domino effect, one after the other, as soon as the first one was up. Soda? Have any of them moved at all?"

"Everyone has been still as rocks."

"There."

Sonia held up a finger, wanting to deliver a counterpoint, but she couldn't find one.

"But there is still hope, isn't there Kamukura?" Nagito waved his stump at him, smiling an awkwardly wide smile.

"There better fuckin' be. Otherwise, you're telling us this just to piss me off!"

"I can start trying different things as early as tomorrow." Hinata spoke up, clapping his hands together at the last word. Everyone, save for Kazuichi again, looked at him puzzled. "I've already started thinking about different methods."

"Like what?" Akane blurted out mindlessly, too curious not to ask. She apparently spoke for them all, as everyone held their tongues. Hajime did have a clear answer, two to three, to be exact. But he didn't say anything, worried that once voiced, the 'methods' he proposed would be flagged.

"It's complicated." was what he said to hopefully avert disaster.

"It better be! Because if you half-ass this I swear to god I'll make you pay for it!"

He stormed off towards the door, letting loose a full arsenal of curses as he did. The room quickly fell silent without his angry outbursts, none of the others really having anything to say. Hinata let out a quick breath before he was compelled to to go after him, his legs moving almost on their own. Briskly he moved to the doors, and stopped as soon as he stepped outside.

Fuyuhiko was no further than a few steps away from him, pacing back and forth swiftly. He back was hunched over, and his hands were balled up and shoved deep into his pockets. He was even muttering to himself, the only words that could be heard however, were the vulgar ones. He stopped his movements for a second when he saw Hinata, shaking his head before continuing to pace.

"Just say what you're gonna say, and get out of my face!" he shouted as he kept moving, wanting him to be home sooner rather than later.

"I get why you are angry." was probably not the best thing to say, no matter how much it was true.

Before he knew it Fuyuhiko had landed a punch on Hajime's jaw. In fact, he let himself be hit. This was something that, in the moment, he felt needed to happen. If he had dodged, intercepted, or anything else his friends mood would only turn more sour.

"You're not waiting for anyone, so how could you understand!"

It was just on the line of what he was expecting him to say. Not word for word exactly, but in the same realm at least.

"I just told you that there was no possible way she would wake up on her own. So I do understand. But I also said that there was still a way." small beads of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and rolled down as he talked. It was off putting to see him maintain composure like this, but that was something to ponder on at a later time.

"I know that...but you can't just expect me to be calm about this!"

"I'm not."

He wasn't? That only threw him off even more. Did he just let him have a free hit, too? At this point Fuyuhiko was starting to feel like 'a piece of shit', for going off like he had been. He let out a low groan, letting himself collapse to the ground. Hajime saw the visible change in him, and let out a breath of slight relief.

"If you trust me to do it, I can try to wake her tomorrow." his heart skipped a beat at the offer. He wanted to accept, yet he couldn't help being apprehensive to do so. Hinata hadn't done this, whatever he's going to do, to anyone else yet. So there was no prior reason to show that he was reliable in this field.

"What are you going to do?"

"That's a secret." he cracked a smile at Fuyuhiko's irritated reaction. "I will say that it's nothing physically harming. If that makes you feel better."

"How can you even do anything to begin with? We just learned about this now."

"Since Komaeda brought it up, my mind has been racing. It just comes naturally, I guess."

The offer was still lingering in the air, and he wanted to throw out more questions to stall for time. But that just felt too childish of a thing to do. The words yes and no repeated themselves in his head as he grit his teeth, still hesitant to provide an answer. He looked into his friends red eyes and received a small smile, relieving a bit of the pressure.

"You can...you can try your ideas on whoever. If it's her or not, I...I don't care. I think I'm gonna go back to my room. I'll see ya tomorrow...probably."

"I'll be here by noon if you change your mind."

He turned and started walking away at that. Part of him was screaming at himself for declining his offer, but he stuck with it. As he walked home, he started to think about what could have brought him to say no. There was still time to change his mind, after all. And he had all night to think it over.