[ To hear something like that, he can only chuckle to himself since he isn't to good at latching onto things of the future. It feels like something he could let go any minute if it meant to continue holding onto his memories of the past. A slight hum as he thinks about an answer, he already knows it but he wonders if there's an optional one he could choose. What he comes to is more vague than a response that could have been said with a yes or a no. ]

I don't think you should count on me for something like that.

[ Not that Yamato isn't reliable because he is, he isn't sure if he'll even remember this himself. He doesn't know if this is something he'd want to remember aside from everyone else having a good time. As much as the past dwells in his mind on replay, over and over again, he doesn't know if there's any more room to hold onto what everyone is sharing during this time. ]

I'm sure you'll remember it without my help.

[ Crouching down so he can pick up a few of the sea shells so that he can hand it over to the other. ]

I heard you can hear the sea in shells? That's why they're called seashells I guess. I wonder if these are the ones?