[ The urge to run gets stronger the more Ryouma talks. That's the easiest path to take: leave. Leaving means he doesn't have to deal with the emotions churning in him and he can go drink instead of continuing to talk.
He can't do that, though. All of what he's feeling wants to force its way out in a messy jumble. He sits on it, chokes it back, and manages to ask one thing. ]
...Then how d'ya really feel? Ain't jus' all guilt, right? This ain't outta obligation or nothin', right?
[ Because he can't shake that feeling, no matter who it is. ]
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He can't do that, though. All of what he's feeling wants to force its way out in a messy jumble. He sits on it, chokes it back, and manages to ask one thing. ]
...Then how d'ya really feel? Ain't jus' all guilt, right? This ain't outta obligation or nothin', right?
[ Because he can't shake that feeling, no matter who it is. ]