[If anything, this is something he can do. He's spent over half a millennia not succumbing, after all. No matter what agonies he sees, what painful things he's forced to witness, what he has to live out and endure and suffer through over and over again... He has never fallen to the weight of his own misery.

Now won't be any different.

...But it's hard, isn't it? To push forward alone. There must be some part of him, then, that knows this. That wants to hide from the suffering. That doesn't want to have love, only to lose it. Maybe it's okay for that part to exist, even if it's ugly, even if it's unpleasant.

He's quiet for a second, sitting with his thoughts and with his painfully human heart.]

--We do. We wanna go back. Even if it hurts, even if life is scary and sad... It's been worth it all these years, hasn't it? We kept going after all this time.

[Not even death could stop him.]

Let's go. Yasusada's waiting... Everyone's waiting.