“I’ll miss you,” you whispered as tears welled up in your eyes. Satoru pulls you in tightly, wiping away tears from your eyes. "Hey, don't cry." He says. "If you cry...I'll cry, and I can't be crying when I'm out in the field." He says, trying to sound convincing. It fails when he leans his head down on your shoulder and sighs softly.

"I always knew you were going to wreck me..." He whispered, softly.