[ Nirrti probably would, which only irritates Natsuno even more. His undeath had chained him to his past, just like he had been chained to Sotoba. That was something he had accepted, something he had been fine with, but if he really was going to play for real, to accept who he was now...

Somehow despite it all, he lets out a short laugh. It's not truly joyful, nor is it bitter—it just is. He's been doing a lot of that lately, when they're together. ]

So I'm a half-baked jinrou ghost, hn? That's almost as long as my name. [ That's soft, a touch amused. And then he speaks again, his words heavy and weighted like freshly poured concrete. ]

He didn't want to do it properly, yeah. But I never made my end with him properly either. I think I want to, I have to if I'm going to find that third path.