Was it him who was sick? Who couldn't let go? It wasn't Yuuhi, was it... it was Robin. It had to be Robin. But it had seemed so important before to hold on to who he was. It hadn't been for himself, but for the others who felt more and more like a passing dream every day.

Together? What a laugh. They'd all left him behind and this would be no different. He couldn't blame them, but he couldn't accept their kindness either. There was a smile on his lips, but it didn't reach his eyes. It was the same empty smile he always wore, but now there was no hint it went deeper, no inkling of real emotion.

"Ah, you're right, I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me. I thought I was getting better, but I've got a while to go I guess," he said, voice soft and calm again. It was easier to just close off his heart and pretend he couldn't feel anything.

"It... it's fine. I'm not upset about the other day. Of course, it was rude to say you didn't mean it... I just..." even he could only keep it up for so long before he trailed off, unable to meet the other man's eyes. "It's alright."