Eiji began to mutter, "Only because..." but the words trailed off, unable to finish that thought. His gaze fell from Emi and wandered across the tatami as he tried to piece together what to say, though it felt like trying to choose which wall to demolish on an already shaky structure. While he was still standing inside it.

Eventually, he pulled his legs in to shift into more of a sitting position. "We both wanted the same thing for once," he supposed, thoughtful and hesitant.