"Okay."

"It's alright if you hurt me, I don't mind, just please, please, don't be sad, and please, don't doubt my love for you, I'd rather you killed me, you see? I'd rather--"

"And I'm sorry. I'm so, so, so, so sorry, I didn't even think. I'm sorry."

"But, please-- do anything to me, but don't doubt me. I-- I'm here because -- I'm here because --- listen, do you think I'd have any reason to leave the spirit of Atlas here in Nexus, but to be with the one I love?"

"But if you can't believe I love you, then... then why should I be here, Ziggy?"

Hiroki Shirogane takes a deep breath. Hair strokes feel nice. But, wait, what has Ziggy just said?!

Hiroki's voice is harsh now, when he utters, "Don't tell me who had treated you like that, unless you want them very, very dead. If you do, tell me."

Anger. Hatred. For such a loving person - there's lots of love in Hiroki Shirogane - there's also mounds of hatred somewhere inside, shoved away, just waiting for a reason to rise, somehow.

Right now it's directed at all the people who had hurt Ziggy, whoever those people might be.

Crush them. Grind them into pieces..

Own thoughts.

Shiro's clone is now looking at Ziggy intensely, waiting if Ziggy will tell him who's hurt him.