[ Insatiable guilt is understandable, perhaps not acceptable but Yamato would be sympathetic all the same, if he knew. The guilt he's carried with him for a while has festered into something ugly. It's rooted in his heart, made from seeds of hatred and misery, and he doesn't know what he can do to dig it out and throw it in a place he doesn't have to see anymore. He thought that if he kept running, maybe he wouldn't remember it – or maybe he thought that he'd be able to make it a well-kept secret, instead.
That is not the case. Not even for people here like Mika, who have called him out on his willingness to get hurt for other people's sakes.
Forgiveness, he thinks, is something he doesn't deserve, either, and perhaps something he won't get from the people who matter most to him. That's okay, though. It just means he can see Mika through his tears a little more than usual.
Yamato gently ruffles Mika's hair, and gives him a quiet, thoughtful smile. ]
It's okay. I know it's hard.
[ He's being gentle. It's hard to scold someone who's clearly remorseful and wrestling with themself as much as Mika is. ]
I'm glad, you know, that you showed up here. You were brave for doing that. Braver than I am.
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That is not the case. Not even for people here like Mika, who have called him out on his willingness to get hurt for other people's sakes.
Forgiveness, he thinks, is something he doesn't deserve, either, and perhaps something he won't get from the people who matter most to him. That's okay, though. It just means he can see Mika through his tears a little more than usual.
Yamato gently ruffles Mika's hair, and gives him a quiet, thoughtful smile. ]
It's okay. I know it's hard.
[ He's being gentle. It's hard to scold someone who's clearly remorseful and wrestling with themself as much as Mika is. ]
I'm glad, you know, that you showed up here. You were brave for doing that. Braver than I am.