[Try what? he wants to demand. What does Juno think he's trying? He desperately wants to know what it is that Juno sees in him, because no matter how hard he looks, he finds nothing. Maybe he's not a monster, not someone who goes out and fucks with people and destroys them just because he can, but that shouldn't be enough to be a good person.

The anger tries to fan its own flames, but in the absence of oxygen it just...fizzles out. When Kagari looks down he just sounds defeated. Empty.]

That's kinda worse, isn't it? If it's all some fake-ass shit and people'll wreck themselves and each other over it.

[If goodness isn't really real, then why did he have to suffer the way he did? How can he reconcile that idea with the facts of Japan--its stunningly low crime rates, its relative peace and stability next to the wars that raged outside--all predicated on the fundamental worth of a person, objectively measured via cymatic scans?

He's always been angry at the Sybil System, and the society it upheld, but he's never believed it was wrong.]

I dunno, man. That sounds more like a way to justify our own shittiness, to me.

[And yet -- he can't really apply that sentiment to Juno, who's only ever shown him kindness. He sighs, and the sound is tired.]

...I don't think it's fake, Juno. I don't think I'm a good person. But you know what? I'm better than I was, before I met you.

[Before he woke up in El Nysa. Before he had the chance to be a person around good people who saw in him something like whatever Juno sees--people like Valjean, like Linneus.]

And for a guy that was supposed to be beyond rehabilitating, I guess that fucking means something.