"You're not a monster," Yuya says plainly, firmly. He knows what a monster looks like. He knows what it feels like. Lambert isn't a monster.

It steels Yuya's emotions a little. He was wavering, but now he's determined to force his way through this conversation for both of them.

"Do you think that? When you lose someone that precious--it's like a piece of you gets ripped out with them." He places a hand on his chest. "You don't think he'd lose something by losing you?"