But you're fine havin' someone around that hurts you.

[He pushes off from where he's leaning against the bridge, finally turns to look toward Erik. Somehow, Shinjiro manages to look both awfully young and far too old at the same time.]

Y'know...I think you hate yourself just as bad as I do. S'like you said, right? Who'd you even be if y'ain't hurtin'?

[He's skirting dangerously close to some kind of line, he feels. But Erik won't give him an answer, and he's tired. Maybe it's better if he keeps his his distance until the missions are seen through and he can be done already.]

So you let some punk trash asshole hang around and ask shit that pisses you off and then act like it's on you not to hurt me.

Don't you understand I ain't got shit to offer? Why're you still wastin' your time?