[That is a rather quiet 'sure', and Yuuya's feelings are as transparent as a pane of frosted glass. Gongenzaka pauses in his work at merely carving the snow-pillar, a softer gaze upon his friend.]

...I, the man Gongenzaka....have been rather unfair, in that regard, haven't I, [He admits quietly.]

...Though I can give my word... ...I, the man Gongenzaka, have shamefully proven that my word is not enough... [That much he understands. That much tells him he can't risk such things again.]