[Sakamoto smiles, not to chide, but to reassure. There's something deeper within those eyes of his, a quiet understanding. He knows what it feels like to love someone and not feel the same fiery affection in return, but is not quite so brave.

He will never say a word about the way she makes him feel, because it is for the best if he just pretends that there is nothing there, nothing of that sort.]

It'll hurt ya, right about now.

[It might hurt forever.]

But it'll be over someday, mark my words.

[Or get used to it.]

Ahhhhh, who knows? Maybe there's someone else, just around the corner! Somebody who's got a mighty big crush on ya. Ahaha~!

[A hiccup.]

Chin up, look up! The sky's above ya, and it's pretty. There's a helluva lot out there, y'know?