[It would have been a lot easier on him if Senri would have just left. No matter how awful he had been, he'd bear that burden if it meant he wouldn't have to succumb to the painful, shuddery exhale that escapes him.

His chin drops to his chest, and he squeezes his eye shut almost as hard as he squeezes his fists at his sides.]

You don't need me. I'm not going to stand around and be in the way. I have better things to do. I'm going to be gone when it's all over. You have Takaomi, and you have your reward, and you'll have everyone else's reward if you aren't stupid and you help them end the game on good terms.

There's no use begging for another week. I'm killing Catra. There's still going to be a trial.