[ Once he's seated, Subaru is quiet a while. Just listening to his musing aloud, like he'd do with any number of clients he still saw at the beginning of the end of the world. Just because he was privy to that tectonic sieve of magic and prophecy didn't mean that he had the right to keep anyone else from going about their lives in spite of it. (Call it workaholic to hyper-employed communication.) He sets the kettle on the countertop burner to boil water, deft fingers perusing through a few containers of various teabags. ]

I believe many people who'd be driven to act outside of themselves would do the same. But — [ Selecting one, he tosses the packet on the counter and continues on his way. ] personal responsibility isn't as rare of a trait as you'd think, either. Everyone repents differently.

[ While waiting for the water, he turns back to the table, gaze traversing Yuuto's pallor and knowing well what it means. Subaru had been the one to start teaching him. ]

What is it that you're doing for them?