Y-yeah, like... my belt or somethin' on my back or the neck or somethin'. I got no idea. I thought of all kindsa magic words or phrases. Even tried callin' Takeji Zaiten again, but... nothin'.

[He hunkered down then into a kneel.]

But it's rad, though... I can look at shadows and gauge how much pain it took, yeah? Wait, maybe I can scan peop- whoa-

[Scan the Noot, scan the Noot... but something filled his vision in the visor with a lot of red-text gobbledegook before going completely silent. His cheeks puffed as he looked away. There was a little steam coming up off the helmet. Th-that was weird. I mean, sure, Naoto wasn't a shadow but what was all that text? He needed to bring it up later.]

Erh- uh... hmm. Guess not.