[She shudders at his words and then again when he tries to clasp her hand. This time, she doesn't manage to pull it out of his reach, but she tightens her hold on her hair as if she's afraid that letting go will make her lose something. This life has been full of things she hasn't been able to keep a hold on - she's watched things slip away from her time and time again... and so letting go of anything at all, even if it's for her own good, is almost more than she can bear.]

There was nothing I could have done..? Nothing...

[No matter how hard she tried, no matter what she might have given up to the him of that time - if she had lost Okita, if she had descended into madness with him... it wouldn't have been enough? It's a chilling, lonely thought, and it all but paralyzes her with fear because now the him of that time is slowly seeping back into the him of this time.

She wants to plead with him again not to hate her, because if he'd resented her that much then - so much that his resentment had overshadowed his desire to be together with her as siblings...

Chizuru's voice is panicked and desperate, and one hand comes up to grip his arm tightly.]

We're equal now, right? We have to be— We're the same—

[Her eyes are wild and full of tears.]

Is it enough...?