[It's funny how memory can be; some of the moments from that night are burned into his mind permanently -- the woman's corpse in the sickly-green light of the Dark Hour, her blood leaking out into the street. The sounds of his own screams as Castor wreaked havoc. But he doesn't remember much else of what happened afterward. He isn't sure if he ran, or if Aki and Mitsuru took him away from there, or if the Kirijou Group showed up to cover up the evidence. Everything besides those moments are a blur.
He couldn't say if he left Ken there on purpose or not. He never thought he'd see the kid again after that night, certainly. It's the only reason he came back to SEES, in the end. If that boy was there, it was his responsibility to watch out for him, to keep him from getting hurt.
Shinjiro is tempted to ask why Erik's uncle killed his father--all this time he'd assumed somebody else killed his dad. An outsider like himself. But it's best not to derail this with personal questions like that, especially if he's trying to let the man cut him loose already.]
So why do you still talk to me, anyway? I know it ain't for the company.
[He knows what he's like. A gloomy kid at best, with baggage that's weighed down perhaps every conversation they've ever had.]
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He couldn't say if he left Ken there on purpose or not. He never thought he'd see the kid again after that night, certainly. It's the only reason he came back to SEES, in the end. If that boy was there, it was his responsibility to watch out for him, to keep him from getting hurt.
Shinjiro is tempted to ask why Erik's uncle killed his father--all this time he'd assumed somebody else killed his dad. An outsider like himself. But it's best not to derail this with personal questions like that, especially if he's trying to let the man cut him loose already.]
So why do you still talk to me, anyway? I know it ain't for the company.
[He knows what he's like. A gloomy kid at best, with baggage that's weighed down perhaps every conversation they've ever had.]