[ oda lets her scold him, staring at his plate with a blank expression. maybe she’s getting through him or maybe not.

he notes that maybe this is some sort of personal subject for her. he understands it, somewhat—doing good has been infinite times more difficult than anything else in his life.

oda stays silent once she’s done, trying to ignore the pain in favor of keeping himself still. ]

I wasn’t referring to the rest of the group. Aside from a couple—and whats-his-name, I don’t have negative feelings towards any of you.

I just—[ he stops talking suddenly, shaking his head. ] Never mind. It’s over now.