He nods and swallows his coffee. "You're not alone." He says, simply.

"Believe me, I've tried." He gives a little chuckle. He had tried to hide from her, the way he hid from everything back then. She was dogged in her pursuit, and had somehow ended up at his side enough times that he had begun to expect her there. To miss her when she wasn't around. She became a part of him without him realizing it, and brought the rest of them with her. That pain had come as well... That was to be expected. Philip's death had unlocked the sadness that he'd locked away with rage so long ago.

He thinks about Wakana's face, when Shotaro had told her the truth, that she was the only one left. "That wasn't your fault." It wasn't the right thing to do, but.... She had to know the truth, eventually.