[He offers a small consolation prize of a smile. Their attempt to kill Yaldabaoth was supposed to be their last heist together as a group. Ren's confirmed that, in a roundabout way, the future for them as phantom thieves has pretty much come to a close. It's a weirdly sad feeling, when you have purpose and meaning, only to see it yanked out and made inert. These cycles keep happening to Ryuji and he never knows what he's supposed to do with his life when things come to a close.

Grin and bear it, he guesses.]

Yeah. Heart snatching. Like, just shoving my hand into people's chests and ripping them still out. [Holding out his hand, like there's a living, beating thing there, complete with pulsating.]

I'm dangerous, you gotta watch out for me.

I mean. Nah. It wasn't that hardcore. It was all metaphors, anyway.

[What the hell is with the Ghostbuster shit, though?]

Well... we already got the tacky jumpsuits. Now all we need are superpowered soul vacuums.