[Well, he didn't like the story before, and he doesn't like the rest of the story now. He listens, though, his golden eyes sweeping over Higekiri's face, searching and studying. He can remember, it's no problem. He can remember the sound of his brother's voice telling it, and the expressions on his brother's face, too.

Idly, he lets his fingers brush against Higekiri's jaw and neck, stroking.]

I'll remember, elder brother. I'll be your memory.

[Like always, no questions asked.]

I'll talk with Junpei-san. Or with Kagachi-san. Perhaps they will both speak to me together. Or they can speak with Nightwing-san... And we will be able to piece together the story further.

[Appreciatively, he peppers Higekiri's face with kisses, feeling fond.]

You did well, elder brother. You really are so amazing.