. . . You said you were doing this to prove something about us, and then you proved the opposite... when you forfeited for the sake of someone you don't even consider your friend. Someone important to a person who doesn't even want to live here, or care about some of us.

I know I shouldn't be upset because you chose to die instead of kill someone else, regardless of who it was. You are like this. I could have done it, but I didn't make it past the first round-- that was my mistake, saving us should have been my responsibility, and I still regret that I couldn't. Maybe if I'd been carrying my sword, I...

[narrator voice: he wasn't carrying it because he still felt bad for slapping fox during the monster game]

...Anyway, I thought if I said something, if you changed your future actions because of something I said, it wouldn't be something that came from your heart. So... it'd be meaningless. We were supposed to understand your choice, you expected me to understand. And I expected something else. If I'm upset because of what happened, that's my problem, not yours. Just like this "show of unit unity." Things are only for show, and I should understand that. There is no "us."