[the boat comes to a slow stop in the center of the lake, with Edamura shutting off the engine, leaving nothing but the sounds of gently rolling water and the nearby birds to permeate the silence. he turns around in the driver's seat, hooking his chin against the headrest as both arms dangle loosely across the back. there is nothing judgmental in his smile. only something quiet and understanding]

. . . I guess it's not great that other people were hurt. That's something you can't change.

[he doesn't ask for specifics. he wants to, but. . . he doesn't. it's Verso's choice whether to share or not]

But we all make pretty bad decisions sometimes. [goodness knows he has] Especially when it comes to our own self-preservation.

[. . .]

I definitely don't have the right to judge someone for it.