[He's always intense. Right now, he's too stressed out about things he can't control. Too angry. He's just too much. But Asch doesn't yell at him back, so that's encouraging; nothing gets them off track faster than having a spat. It's also much better for their surroundings.]

... You're right. Earning our freedom doesn't guarantee anything will get better.

[He twists a hand into his hair, frustrated. He doesn't want to accept the answers he's been given, but he can't see anything else. He doesn't know anything else. After a minute, he huffs and returns his hands to his sides.]

That's all the more reason I don't want to take anything for granted. Both you and Tear were... [He trails off, looking at his left fist and not bothering to elaborate.] Sorry, I'm probably being stupid again.