[ His shoulders might hunch a little at those questions. He coughs a few more times, nodding his head silently. It's not like he wanted these powers or the horrible sickness that came with them. If he could he'd trade them back in a heartbeat. Knowing the agony and pain and helplessness it made him feel didn't help either. ]

It...wasn't done voluntarily. I was forced to against my will. [ Another few coughs as he looks away. If he could, he'd go back in time and rectify his mistakes. But, alas, he's no time traveler. ] But I felt...everything.

[ He pauses and takes a few deep breaths. ] All the emotions and pain associated with said soul. We see the history of the souls we consume too. [ So seeing the real deal here was jarring in someways, given how long ago Okita had passed on. His history wasn't a kind one either, nor was he last moments. ]