[ She listens quietly during his story, a thousand contradictions flowing through her mind. But his words slowly move her. Especially when he gets to the end. ]

Oh, Nagito... [ She leans forward and kisses his forehead, slipping into their language as he does, just for a moment. ] I love you too.

[ She'd cried out a lot of her worries earlier in the week. Ironically, since she had done that, she was having a hard time putting them back together in her mind. One piece at a time -- and she strokes his hand as she does, another piece of anchoring, and closes her eyes softly to remember. ]

I can still see her. Of all of them, I think she's the happiest. I- she must have done really well. Sonia said she brought you all together.

[ Her eyes open slowly to look back at the real him. They are two people to whom that memory does not belong. ] Mm... it's something for me to look up to.

[ Again she finds herself grasping for words. Some of the ideas flow back to him before they're vocalized, though. ]

I'm... glad you're telling me. I know that it's been bothering you, and Hinata-kun too-- especially him... but it's hard for me to know how to help.