... I know that. But I... I don't know exactly how I've managed to make you feel... like this.

[In some ways, it was a little disappointing. He thought Takatora would be able to handle whatever he threw at him. Seeing him so defeated... it was discouraging.]

[Maybe he could have pushed a few fewer buttons, but he thought his brother would at least be proud of what he did. Fighting for what he believed in, trying to help keep people safe, and managing to work a lot out on his own...]

I'm sorry. It wasn't my intention to hurt you. I just... ah. Never mind. I'll leave you to your meal.

[He turned and went to pick up his bag, ignoring the pain in his back. He'd just take a shower and it would feel better.]