[ He'll get a new drive, then. He'll get -- shit, he really needs to get laid, huh. That usually fixes everything. Or enough booze, though that's probably not gonna work for him. Damn it why do men have to feel anything beside physical pain it makes things so complicated. ]

Yes you are. [ That's nice and all but given the context, Squalo's just reading it as Genos denouncing himself for lusting after the murderer of everything he holds dear, and that's just not cool. ] It's not -- it's not flesh or taking a shit in the morning that makes someone human, yeah? It's being able to feel things. Like you are now.

[ AWKWARDLY STROKES HIS BACK??? Might even sneak in a sort of a side-hug. Look someone has to be the band mom in this situation. ]

Sometimes when the glamour's ripped off of an idol, what's left is rather ugly. [ Squalo you motherfucking hypocrite, you say that like you didn't use to worship the ground a certain person walks on. ] Do you think he knew it was you?

[ You know, sometimes you wipe out a village and not think of that surviving orphan when you meet someone you actually like years later. That sounds like a reasonable scenario. ]