[He finds himself talking, despite himself. His voice is thick and uneven. Back then, he had no one to talk to, but here, somehow, he does, and it all comes rushing out,]

Is he okay...?

I hit 'im. I didn't mean to. He got in the way, that idiot, I didn't mean... I didn't-! [ he stops, sniffs.

his thin shoulders shake. ]

Not Mana. I wanted to hit that bastard... that bastard who killed Allen!