[Considering the number of overly polite or overly distant people Ren's used to dealing with, it makes him smile a little to have someone agree so easily to just use his first name. Even if it's a little bit funny to argue with people like Misaki about it while she tries to stop him giving her cute nicknames instead.

It tilts down a little at the reply he gets to his question, though, because he has a feeling he knows what might be making it hard. Having just woken up himself, the bitterness of losing his world after they'd just saved it from something like the fifth attempt by a higher power to destroy it, and the loneliness of having his friends in stasis has had ample opportunity to catch up with Ren in the harsh conditions. That it serves as a reminder of his own weakness doesn't help either, but he'd rather not get into that.

He brings his legs close to himself, crossing his arms over them as he tilts his head.]

Well, I guess something like this is more than just physically wearing. I wonder if they thought about that before they sent newly awakened people down here.

[Ren glances up towards the sky, where somewhere above, Thesa Station must still lie. His tone hasn't quite lost the upbeat air, but it's somewhat more grounded and knowing now than it has been up to this point.]

But getting stuck in our own heads probably isn't going to help us or anyone else make it to the other side, right?