[And Soujirou knows that's bull because no matter how long ago it was, it still hurts when he thinks of his mother - or his father, who went out to return something Soujirou had won and was murdered on the way. It always hurts.]

...That's what we tell ourselves.

Please don't think ill of my family. They did what they had to do considering what I am, no one would want me around.

[He looks down and then back up after a moment, the thoughts of his home and his condition slipping away for now.]

If you're not going anywhere, I can follow someone else. I don't want to be a bother.