[ spare some ice for the burns kashuu keeps slinging around ]

It's the truth, isn't it?

[ Souji picks at a spot of dried blood on his sleeve. ]

People don't actually die here. So even if I do, they'll bring me back to do something pointless like walk around tunnels with a bunch of brats.

[ He scratches a little harder, a little deeper, so his nails are just digging into his own flesh now instead of rubbing out the stains. ]