[He keeps his eyes focused on the kettle as it heats up, not turning to or even facing Chuuya.]

...I don't know how else to explain it to you. But...when I drink blood... all I can think about is where it came from. And the person who gave it to me-- were they in pain? Why... do humans have to suffer, just so I can live? It's not fair... I never asked to be born a vampire. To have to live like this.

[Ah. He's crying again.]

It was easier when-- when One was here. But now, it's... it's so much harder than before.