[ there are plenty of reasons why he disagrees with that — at least, if you don't know, you can cling onto the hope that they're still alive, somewhere, wandering the earth where your eyes can't reach. seeing them slowly bleed out onto the earth's surface, though, kind of shoves it in your face, that hey, they're dead, and you're alone. he doesn't voice any of that, though, instead offering some other words, his tone seemingly sympathetic. ]

You humans always need something to fight for, don't you?

[ but it's a false sense of security that he lulls hijikata into, his voice taking a sharp, scathing turn. ]

That's the problem with all of you — believing in things, believing in people, as if they'll last forever, and then getting all upset when they're gone.

[ ah.... and then his bitterness runs out again, and he's back to sounding soft, after a moment to recompose himself. ] Your lives are all so fragile, and there's no point in keeping yourself alive if everyone that you've ever loved is dead.

Trust me — out of anyone, I probably understand that the most.