[god, Mitsuru. So, so many feelings. He feels like he's on an emotional rollercoaster right now.
He looks at him— still clearly conflicted about what to do. It takes him a few more long moments, before he says anything at all, and when it comes out, it's incredibly uncertain]
I want...
[another pause, short this time, and he talks again]
I want my sister safe and sound with me. I want for her to have made it out of that incinerator all in one piece.