[At least he's being honest. Hakkai's breath puffs out, and he looks down at Jeep's steering wheel. Gojyo's grief at his friend's name blends easily into his own, raw and harsh, and it's unfair, isn't it, that he can keep his own to himself. There are three other people sharing Gojyo's. No wonder he's hiding those feelings so fast.]

Where Kanan is? [That's very quiet, almost hollow.] Yes, I'm lost. I've told you I don't know what I'm doing.

I thought I was asking you for help. I thought I've been--

[He pulls one of his hands away from the steering wheel before he clenches it hard enough to damage Jeep, letting it ball into a fist on his knee.

You think you're better than me.]

-- I can't stand myself, Gojyo, how do you think I could love someone I thought I was better than?