[Souji laughs a bit damply - more than just a bit helplessly - against Kashuu's shoulder. Unseen, his expression softens, becomes more relaxed as Kashuu's hands wander through his hair, little by little releasing the tension that days of separation has built up.]

But it's true, you know? I was never a very strong master, and even now... even now when you have a new master- [A better master, because Haru is nothing as secretly selfish and needy, he's sure.] -I'm still causing you trouble.

[Breathe in, breathe out. His throat feels thick with emotion still, as if breathing isn't treacherous enough already, and so Souji tries to focus on keeping it smooth and untroubled. He'd like to focus on nothing else, simply resting here for as long as he needs to, but Kashuu asks him if he wants to talk. He's not sure about that, but somehow he feels like he at the very least owes some sort of explanation.]

It's just... well, I miss home, you know? I miss everyone there. But... even if I was to go home, I'm no use to anyone there, and I'm just going to become even more of a burden to everyone, and then- [Then they'll leave him behind.]

I just couldn't stand- I didn't...

[A small sigh, and his voice shrinks.]

I don't want you to leave me behind as well. And that's unfair, I know. [Because Kashuu had probably already worked so hard to leave him behind once, he's pretty sure. And now here is Souji, making everything difficult again.]