"...I know. I remember what that's like, too," Hamuko tilted her head, smiling a bit curiously at Maruki. He really was worked up and upset over her death... maybe it was selfish, but it was... nice, to be mourned like that.

"You stopped yourself. 'Something so...' what, Maruki? Something scary? Cruel?" she asked, curious where his head was going with it.