[ Being forced to look at someone makes it harder to rail against them. It was selfish enough to call him out here. It would be even more selfish to try and argue.

He breathes again, the way Momo had showed him before, and lets their foreheads rest together. ]

I have told him that we need to be two people now. That I want to be my own self but... when something like this happens, I think it would be easier if we were one again.

Still, you are ... you are right, Momo. You are. I can't force him, can I?