[ Smiling thinly, the words flow off his tongue like water. ]

Why does it have to be about what I "deserve"? Don't tell me you're one of those people who thinks everything fits neatly into white and black, right and wrong. [ Shrugging. ] Even if you are, what's moral for me and what's moral for you are two entirely different things, sensei. I'm not human so I don't need to fit into your rules and laws, and I don't want to.

[ His answer is indignant, childish, and final. ]

There isn't a cure. But even if there was, Yuuki-Koide Natsuno died several months ago. Nothing's going to bring him back.