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I'm ... not sure.
[ The man on the floor, shaking, holding his head...
And Yosuke. His face. His voice. His anger. ]
I think we were all upset. But ... I can't remember why.
[ Not the truth, but also not entirely a lie. He has no idea why they were there. Why that man was on the ground.
But he remembers his own profound sense of ice cold emptiness. The name Nanako.
What do you think we should do... leader? ]