[ He's cried so many times here, and he's always left feeling empty, sore, dizzy and tired after every cry. Shedding tears always comes with insurmountable pain in the emotional sense -- sometimes physical, too -- and he's tired. He's never cried so much before in his life. Every other day there's something dragging him down, something making him question everything he's ever done in his lifetime, and he's tired of it.

At least he has people like Makoto to lean on, though. It helps. It doesn't take the pain away entirely, but it helps. ]

...

[ He needs a moment to catch his breath. Makoto probably hasn't seen him cry so much -- not since he found Riku's dead body. ]

I -- I just didn't want what happened to SQ to happen to someone else. But...I don't deserve this letter. I don't know if I can save the dead anymore, I don't know if I can help anyone figure this situation out. How can anyone trust me after what I did to him?

[ He shakes his head. ]

And...I didn't even tell you about it, either. We were a team -- you -- [ He lets out another sob. ] Makoto, I know there's only so much anyone can trust someone here.

But I mean it when I say you are one of my best friends from this stupid place. And I should have relied on you, but I didn't. And for that -- I'm sorry.