"... I mean, of course you are. You're my -" Say the word, Ken. It's not going to hurt you. Probably. "You're my friend."

The first actual friend his age in... at least two years. A little more, probably. The more time passes the more things before the incident start to get a little hazy. "... I wouldn't just let you win, because I know you wouldn't just let me win, either."