[For a moment, Davesprite looks a little bit surprised - it seems like a far length to go to for someone like him, considering how badly he thinks of himself and feels like everyone else should think of him too. But then it strikes him once more what Orihime's existence must have been like, and he ruffles his wings up a little before giving a deceptively casual, but still somewhat bitter smile.]

I dunno how many people you've met who just kinda hate themselves, Orihime, but one big gesture doesn't usually fix the problem. I appreciate the thought, though.

[It does sound true, at least. He's not trying to shrug off her concern, he just knows it isn't going to be that easy.]