[In his unstable state of mind, the fact that Kamui has no answer, no correction to give him, it only serves to strengthen his frustration with his twin, with this whole situation. The words he's saying are fueled by the confusion and pain, the frustration from having to go along with something he never wanted to do, from trying to get through to Kamui and always failing... the emotions he's been suppressing all these years are finally too much for him to bear. He's not thinking clearly-- he's barely thinking at all.]
You what? Then you wanted me to know? Kamui, how can you--
[He pauses, biting back a choked sob, before continuing, the words laced with pain and accusation.]
How would you feel if I told you I wanted to kill Fuuma-san? If I hated him, if all I wanted was him to be gone from this world?