What do you mean 'as bad as Ryuji'--- my ear! Hey, be gentle!

[ he weakly flails about as he feels the pinch that basically keeps his actions to a minimum. it's like a weak spot, like the scruff of a baby animal's neck when its mother clamps down on it, and he can't really do anything but make pitiful 'nyas' every few seconds.

if only he could touch Ann's soft butt for strength. ]

A way out... yeah, I think I can sense one. It's not that far. Even though this place looks like Mementos, it's obviously not the same place.

[ because clearly, he would've turned into a van and sped off by now. ]

You're not gonna drag me out like this, are you?