...I don't like things like that. [ A beat.] Sorry. [ It's weird communicating like this, but it still feels almost like it did before. Yoite had talked to a lot of people after Takao died, but not one of them matched his exuberance, even if it was restricted to writing at the moment.]
I...I'm sorry about what happened. [ It was something he had never gotten to say, because he still feels at least a bit responsible for Takao's death. Even though it seemed like so long ago, he hadn't forgotten.]
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I...I'm sorry about what happened. [ It was something he had never gotten to say, because he still feels at least a bit responsible for Takao's death. Even though it seemed like so long ago, he hadn't forgotten.]