[ The urge to ask what happened is strong, but Rebecca refrains, cautiously moving her hand, from his arm to his shoulder, and the other one...to his cheek, if he'll let her. ]

I know. I won't keep you from doing anything you feel you need to, especially-- especially to someone whose wronged you. But your mental state matters much more than that bawbag.

[ He was definitely killed. Mitarai definitely killed him. ]