[If Neku needs to cling, he's certainly not going to complain. Not even if Neku squeezes the breath out of him. It's not like he needs it anyway.]

No, it's... it's what you need. Don't apologize for it.

[He pauses, just for a beat, and lifts his hands to gently stroke Neku's hair as best he can from where he is.]

What she's done to us is unforgivable, but I don't think that killing them has created anything like that. Shinjuku was... a unique situation. The souls there weren't given a chance to evacuate elsewhere, cut off as it became.