[That definitely smarts to watch. Yosuke tips out of his worried crouch onto his hands and knees, palms slapping the floor at the impact. It's not news, to him. He knows the Yosuke that came before didn't treat them well. Shika had told him that much one night, when he'd worked up the nerve to ask.]

[What's worse is that he knows he shouldn't care the way he does, either. And they shouldn't return any of it. He cheated, plain and simple. Both times. Both versions of him. It's probably worse this time. Worse because he's even clinging with everything in him to them, preying on remembered love, trying to squeeze in and fill the hole that he left behind. It's reprehensible, but that's beside the point. He's just happy that it worked.]

[He couldn't leave Nill when she needs someone if he tried. Maybe he did before, but that was a Yosuke who had friends. A Yosuke who had the upper hand. Not like him. He's on his knees. Nill may want him to leave, but he's not going anywhere.]

It's okay. You...you can say it. Whatever it is. Just don't hurt yourself. Try to calm down, alright? I'm still here, okay? I-it's fine.