I'm... not sure I deserve much of anything just for getting your memories by luck. ...But thanks.

[He wonders for a moment what he should begin with. If the memories were at all accurate, Shinjiro was dead... Minato was dead - died a long time ago...

But the most pressing thing was, of course... Atsuro winces for a moment as the memory resurfaces and the voices ring in his mind once again.]

There was this one thing. You were... fighting something. You and all of your friends. But in the end, you were the only one who could withstand it.