Wide-eyed, Setsuna turned to Kira and stared for a moment before he -- far more quietly -- asked, "Why are you sorry? You haven't really done anything. I just...." The kid stopped to run a hand through his hair.

"Look, I don't have problems with you moving on. I'm not trying to force it on you, either. I...." His hand stopped in his hair and started to grip tightly, nails digging into his scalp. This was hard -- Setsuna wanted it to be simple.

A bit softer: "I'm not mad at you. You haven't done anything."