...Ah, a touchy one. How cliche. Though it made it all the more obvious on how to approach this person. There was a thin thread of suggestion, to talk and discuss with another as he would Ritsuka or Nigredo or Yomi, but that fled in the face of patterns seldom lost. Albedo would shift as the scenario did, and for now, he would only play his role.

The boy blinked once, then his expression completely shifted, nonchalance falling into a relaxed amusement. He leaned against the wall nearby, head tilted congenially. His tone had slipped from detached to something closer to melodic, and yet the words given were opposite to the changes mentioned. Nothing of charm was held within. "I shouldn't ask questions like that?~" The boy raised his eyebrows, smiling politely. "Well, then, that clarifies, doesn't it. You lacked the fortitude to maintain your existence as it was, and you lost something because of that weakness of self." He gave a heavy sigh, as if commiserating. However, his eyes shone too much for any sincerity to be placed. "I'm duly sorry for your loss."