[Susumu's eyes widen a fraction before he glances down at his feet, the Look having completely fallen away at Souji's response. He'd been expecting a flippant remark, perhaps a jab about his failure to practice what he preached; he had been prepared for that. He hadn't been prepared for blunt honesty, and he has no comeback for it.]

[Souji's right, after all. It's no way to live, especially not for a warrior, and Susumu knows that if their roles were ever reversed, he'd feel and do exactly the same. He is quiet, staring thoughtfully at the ground for long enough that it seems as though he won't say anything further. Finally though, he speaks.]

...I won't tell him.