[His breathing quickens a little, fear and something quite else coursing through him, and he closes his eyes to hide the flash of pain in them.]
[...] I don't know. I don't think so.
[Because they were both pretending to be something they were not... even if Subaru didn't yet know he wouldn't have had to. And despite all that happened, all the people Seishirou killed, the terrible pain of accidentally finding out about him, everything that came after that... he can't think he would have been happier, because it would have been a lie. It was a lie. Even if it hurts, now... at least that means it's real.]