He thought...he thought it was his fault but it never was!
[The words get faster and faster as the sentence progresses, increasing in intensity and pitch, like he's actively tearing it free from his own throat.
And yet once it's out, he seems to slump all over, exhausted but relieved and somehow finally freed. That's the moment when he leans heavily into Majima, dropping his hands and letting himself be gathered up without protest.]
It wasn't his fault. It's not my fault. It's not my fault.
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[The words get faster and faster as the sentence progresses, increasing in intensity and pitch, like he's actively tearing it free from his own throat.
And yet once it's out, he seems to slump all over, exhausted but relieved and somehow finally freed. That's the moment when he leans heavily into Majima, dropping his hands and letting himself be gathered up without protest.]
It wasn't his fault. It's not my fault. It's not my fault.