Slowly, thoughtfully, Hamuko walked with him and mirrored him - leaning against the wall, feeling the plush padding, before sinking down to the floor and letting out a deep sigh.

She pulled her knees to her chest, hugging them tightly.

"I'm sorry about what the Kirijo Group did. It's so, so wrong. And... I didn't know, but that doesn't make how hurtful it must have been to hear what I said before about Mitsuru."