[ at first sena raised a brow at makoto's words, not yet registering what he meant...

until it did. from encountering that one orange-haired brat; to hearing makoto's muffled voice from one of those soundproof rooms ("That's no good, Yuu-kun. Yuu-kun, I absolutely won't let you get out of there until you've become honest."); to standing there, utterly dumbstruck and helpless, as makoto bashes his own face against the door, the one thing izumi had treasured above all else -- ]

Y-Yuu-kun...

[ he kidnapped him. that was knights' downfall.

it's all sena's fault again. ]

That was-- I didn't... [ he didn't know? that it's going to turn out like that?! no one would expect kidnapping to crop up in idol school of all places, but maybe he should've anticipated it what with that cenotaph outside the school... ] Yuukun, I didn't know... I just...

I'm serious. About protecting you this time, in this life. So please... I'm sorry. I know that a stupid apology's not going to make up for what had happened, but...

[ god, he's close to crying again. this is too much. ]