[It's weird to hear someone talk like this. Back in Japan, even questioning the system to this extent was a risk. One's hue might become clouded from the stress of it, or their crime coefficient might increase. It was safer to just follow the prescriptions of the Ministry of Welfare and trust in Sibyl.

Nobody has ever really thought about his potential to do good. Or perhaps more accurately, nobody has thought of him as someone capable of doing good in the first place. He was a latent criminal, a dangerous beast, a hunting dog at best.]

Nobody cares about that.

[It's unclear if the agitation in his voice is directed at Valjean or that ambiguous "nobody". Maybe both.]

Keeping us locked away means their lives get to stay safe and comfortable. Why should they give a shit about some random kid, right?

[That manic edge is creeping back into his voice. There's a war that's constantly raging in Shuusei Kagari--one betweeen the misery he suffered and the unfairness that the peace and safety of society was maintained by people like him, and his honest belief in that statement. There's no reason for anyone to care about his suffering.]

Hell, my parents didn't even try to fight it.

[So why should anyone else value a worthless person like him?]