[He lifts his head but it takes a moment for him to relent in order to look at Senri. His brows furrow, though not as much as usual when the tug on his healing eye hurts. The frown hasn’t dissipated.]

There wasn’t any reason for you to be in there. If Goro was missing, the rest of us could have searched for him. How would we tell him you were dead if something happened and it turned out he was fine?

[Worry scrambles up into his throat, choking Senri across from him with it. He wants to will it back down. He hates being connected, being so easily read without any way to conceal what he’s feeling. He says one thing, or doesn’t say anything at all, and Senri can still feel what he can’t hide.]

...He said it wouldn’t be by his hand or design. In the end, he was right.