"Yeah, they sure do." And he wishes they didn't. At least his -- he wishes the thing would be entirely useless instead of what it is. On the other hand, he can't blame the Persona for what he lacks. The Persona is him, in the end and he's got only himself to blame for these shortcomings.

"Jade?" He takes a deep breath, pulls the blanket up to his shoulders and beneath that, pushes his thumb into one of the many bruises. Managing not to cringe, all that brings is quiet relief. "Why does any of it matter? You wouldn't be able to defend yourself if Castor appeared, even if I told you everything I know."

Unless Jade thinks he can put up a fight, in which case Shinjirou isn't sure if he wants to know any details.