"Yeah." The cold silver cuts into the palm of his hand. "I suppose it just goes to show, doesn't it? Expect payment for some small thing like saving the multiverse, and you get it thrown back in your face."

Like that time Makoto stood beside him, outraged that Ren would demand payment for Kaneshiro's name. Don't you know people are suffering, she'd chided—like a schoolteacher, as much as Goro misses her. But if Ren had taken sides, he'd have been dead.