"I know that... At home we lost good friends, and there wasn't anything we could do to help."

At least, in the end, Yoshitsune and Spitfire didn't die in vein. Still, it hurts to think that their deaths could have somehow been prevented if they had been stronger, tried hard enough, or were able to be there to help. Akito is fully aware that nothing he could have done would have made a difference, but every now and then he can't help but dwell.

"I need to help him though. I know there's something I could do to help. I just... I just need to think about it more. I have some more time to- to think." To think, and stop panicking. Akito had training for some situations, but never for the delicate, political games he's somehow found himself in the middle of. "There are four pieces in this game, and if one has to be crushed for the others to move forward... I. Logically, I would be the most disposable. The one with the least importance. So that would be okay. If I could... If somehow I can make it so... If someone has to get hurt, it can be me, and then everything will be okay."