"It's not okay. I haven't...haven't been a good friend." Shutup Souji, a very faint voice in the back of his head was scolding him. He stopped as his head pounded--he guessed from the crying. Was he really crying? He leaned against the wall right next to him, bringing a sleeve up to briefly wipe at his eyes. Yosuke's hand on his shoulder felt...nice. Different. He hadn't felt this sort of warmth from Yosuke since...well, since before he...Souji shook the thought from his head.