( A note of sound, a little lifeless hum. He brings the bottle to his mouth to swallow more of the drink, habit more than desire. )

Ah, not far. Okkotsu is a strong fighter, and that curse -. ( Still wistful. ) Satoru would have found me either way, it was time. And I wanted it to be him. Maybe that's cruel of me. Forcing his hand the same way they do. ( It's clear who he means by that, the derision creeping in again. He swallows it down quickly enough. ) But I couldn't help it.

( His free shoulder - the one not pressed against Nanami - lifts and falls in a shrug. )

LILITH likes her dead sorcerers.