_{[ He breathes out a little relief, allowing Tenka to comfort him. ]}

It resembles my friend. My friend who protected me. And what I saw... was him being killed. And it was my fault. I didn't protect him in the end.

_{[ No, he doesn't break down into tears, but his emotions are stirring. All of this is really digging into scars he has left behind. All four of them have hard times remembering what happened in the war, probably because they were all teenagers.
They were reckless teenagers, fighting to protect what was right in the world, but seeing their friends and allies die so harshly.. they are things you try to block out— pulling the enemy sword out of the guts of somebody you were close to. ]}

I know they are not real. Everything here.. it cannot be real. I know that he is alright.
But I want to go home.

Why are they doing this to us?