_{[ The comforting thumbs rubbing into his palms calms him down enough to where he can actually listen to Ichimatsu's words. Warm snot begins to run out of his nostril, but he can finally look at Ichimatsu and not feel as terrible as he would have felt a few seconds ago.
There's a slight whimper that whines in his throat. ]}

My brother.. I wish I was different.. so I could have been there to help you.
_{[ He doesn't know how Ichimatsu died, thank God, but he only assumes it was something terrible with how.. terrible Ichimatsu is to himself all of the time. ]}

You're right. I'm completely selfish..
_{[ He just really wants to disappear after all of this, truly. ]}

.. Would you have even helped me before this happened..?