He nodded, hoping Yohji could pick up the movement despite the dim light. Sometimes, like now, it really felt like he was just a liability to the rest of Weiss here. They were always protecting him, and either getting hurt, like Aya, or taking care of him, like now.

Combined with where his thoughts had been slowly heading before Yohji returned, it all felt almost too much to deal with, and he wasn't quite sure why. He rubbed at his eyes, starting to push himself up. "I'm sorry, Yohji-kun."