[ The way she says that makes him wonder, not for the first time, if the reason she was awake that night... If it was the same reason he was. The paralyzing fear and pain, the wells of sadness. It's an idle thought, because he all but knows the answer. Wonderland told him that.

...He wonders how much Sayori wishes she'd said it, instead. ]

Yeah, I... I know. [ The half-smile on his face tries its best to be reassuring. ] 'ppreciate it, you know? I'll... I don't wanna...drop all this shit on you, but I- ...if I need to, I'll reach out.

[ Sorry. Sorry he didn't before. ...Old habits, they're hard to break. ]