He hugged me. [His voice is some how a little quieter. Nagito still can't believe it happened. He wraps his arms about himself. The warmth is still there if he thinks about it. He stares off into the distance the shadows broken by light that rises up from him in threads of pale gold.]

He was warm. His words were all hypocritical but he wants to keep our memories here and give me a second chance. [That doesn't explain why his chest ached in the first place. But things had been so heavy he knows better than to figure that one out.] For everyone to give me a second chance. He should know better! We once were all murdering servants of Junko Enoshima, but humans like to blame others when everyone is equally guilty.

Not that they don't have good reasons for it! ...but, I still don't know what to do about him. He's so confusing and frustrating! He's changed and I'm only getting the full scope of it in pieces.

I can't stop thinking about that moment. No matter what I do and I can't understand that either.