[ Komaeda has lost bowl right. The counselor lifts it out of his hand and eats one first and then holds a second up to Komaeda's mouth.

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My role is precisely that: I am here to be used, to lift others up.

[ If Komaeda hasn't taking the cracker yet, the counselor takes it back so he can crunch in between thoughts. ]

Have you ever seen a life lived with spite? Hope is miraculous, but a life fueled by spite... it burns out fast but in burning, it shines brilliantly. Hope pulls, but spite drives.