[ Mm. They don't mean to care about people so much either, burying their face against Komaeda's chest and holding on tight to the back of his jacket, trying to give him the best hug they can muster, because someday, he won't be here anymore, he won't be able to feel their hugs or hear them laugh or watch them grow up.

And they'll be so sad. ]

...Be there for my hope. I want all of you there— not just your words, or your memory. I want you to hold me tight and tell me it's going to be okay and be there for me when I need you. I want all the pieces that make up the whole.

[ They're not meant to care so much. But they can't help what they feel. ]