Goro gets it, though. It's in his eyes; it's in the touch of his hand, the depth of his promise; it's in the taste of bile in his mouth. He is going to pay that man out, for his mother, for Ren, for Futaba and Haru, and for every moment of his worthless life and every black act he's ever done.

He brushes Ren's hair from his eyes one last time. "Okay," he agrees, just as quiet. "Want to take a break from these damned things, or get it over?"