No, it wasn't your fault either-- you weren't taking advantage of me, it's not like I didn't know what I was getting into, or how you said you felt.

[ at first, the things he wants to say trip over themselves in his rush to say them, smoothing out slowly as he gains his momentum. koujaku perpetually takes too much of the blame and not enough of the credit, and aoba hates that side of him. sometimes he can't help wanting to take him by the shoulders and shake him and tell him that not everything in this world that happens is on his shoulders and his alone. ]

Neither of us could've stopped it from happening. This place made sure of it. [ aoba glances at koujaku briefly before returning to an intense contemplation of his hands, worrying his lip before carrying on. ]

Besides, you weren't the only one who got caught up in it. That's why I'm sorry. I never realised...