Are you satisfied, then? [Atsushi looks up, his head still slightly lowered, but his eyes meeting Chuuya's again.] I have no desire to fight, but like this... there's nothing to protect anymore.

[There's their sleeping loved ones, sure, but that depends on Darma and chance, and Atsushi isn't sure how much he can count on either. More to the point: he's not sure what he can do, now.]

To have lost the city is one thing. But to have lost the place where I belong -...

[He's probably saying too much and he knows it, but he's never been very good at holding back his feelings once he starts voicing them, and... maybe he just wants someone to understand, or even just to hear him. Yes, they have been enemies, but they're from the same city, and they both had their fierce alliances back there. If anyone can understand what Atsushi is feeling, it should be Chuuya, right?]

No. I am not at all satisfied with that.