[ She listens to the whole thing, quietly. Her gut feels worse and worse. The mouth on her stomach makes a quiet grumble, something halfway between a rumble of hunger and an animal growl. It would have startled Nanami if she hadn't heard it before, by this point.

She grips the edge of her hoodie, partly to keep it tight around her mouth. She thinks she's understanding what Atem's saying - maybe - but the conclusion he's come to is horrible. Her blood feels like it's run cold in her veins.

A deep breath, then another. As she tries to grasp how he got here. From his perspective. She has to. ]

You left him... because bad things kept happening to him... and you couldn't stop it anymore. No... you've given up too much... to try stopping it. To want to.

Is that... kind of what you mean?