[Sakamoto falters at that, wondering just how much he should share. He remembers the time Katsura crawled into bed with him, silent and afraid.

Unwilling to speak, despite how much he loves boring other people with his prattle.]

Uh.

I can't say either of us are doin' amazin', but we're holdin' out. Now that you've arrived, his friends are all here.

I think that's really important to 'im, so he'll be doin' better now. He was really worried about you. I think he missed ya a whole lot.

Don't get me wrong, I love the guy, I've known him for a long time- But you're the one who really understands him.

He needs you to feel normal, I think.