[a huff goes unnoticed to Makoto's first statement, Rin scanning the shelves for the pasta section. Makoto doesn't need to buy cheap crap like that, shitty ingredients just led to a shitty meal and shitty health]

[he has to admit, it makes him feel really good, that Makoto's got a direction he feels confident in, and it's towards him]

I'm not scared, either. I just hadn't thought about, you know... Gou, and everything, yet...

[ambiguous trailing off, which he realises might be alarming, and rushes to add]

I do want to, too. At least I know you'd be eating the right stuff.

[as he seizes a new kind of pasta from the shelf, replacing Makoto's cruddy chef boyardee bullshit]