Naoya shook his head before his brother's words caught up with him. I should have listened to you.

"...I don't understand, niisan," the young man whispered thickly. How could his brother have listened to him if Naoya didn't even know what was happening, or what had happened? And who was Mikumo? "...Did... did something happen when I lost consciousness--"

He cut himself off. Were he and his brother even talking about the same thing anymore? Why... His brother made it sound as if he was there when he had died, but Naoya would have never forgotten anything like that! He... he couldn't have...