[He squeezes his hand gently, knowing how difficult it must be, the chain from the shackles brushing against his arm, leaving behind angry burn marks but if one suffers, the other must, too-- he doesn't care, feeling the same longing as his twin, remembering the same time long past.]
I know. I know-- [And yet, there is terrible guilt that laces his words, guilt that for Kamui perhaps seems to be only because of letting his twin be captured, and though that fuels it as well, his current sense of self-loathing has nothing to do with that.]