Falcon's eyes wander to Crow again, frown on his face. He looks... contemplative.

He doesn't want to become friends with Crow. He doesn't like Crow. He didn't want Crow to see any of that, but he still showed up.

You didn't want anybody to see that, least of all yourself, Hereward murmurs. Falcon's scowl deepens.

... but two of the people he (ugh) cares most about are unquestionably linked to Crow. Hiro is, quite literally, Crow's Persona. No matter how sentient he is, he'll never truly be separated from Crow. Raven, meanwhile, isn't Crow. Not yet, anyway.

(That thought, too, makes Falcon shudder.)

Then there's Magpie, who, for all his gripes about Crow's sentimental nature, still cares so much for him.

It's so fucking unfair. It always comes down to Crow, doesn't it?

Ugh.

"I won't lie, and promise that I'll forgive, or even get along with Crow." he says. "But I'll acknowledge he tries his best."

Which may as well be Falcon-ese for 'fine, I'll try to get along better with Crow.'