[Guy takes the assault rather well, grunting when he hits the tree and tightening his fingers around the hilt of his katana so he doesn't drop it.

He lifts his chin and glares down at Asch.]

I don't need you to share everything that goes through your head because you come out here and scream it at me whether or not I even ask for it. I don't expect anything out of you Asch; I don't ask anything of you. The only thing I've ever asked of you is to look after me, but if I'd known you were sick I wouldn't have even bothered doing that.