Sanemi was sitting on the ground, staring into space thinking about something. Was he really that bad? Was he really a bad person? A bad brother?...At that moment he felt you approach him. So he spoke.

"You think I'm a bad person too? Everyone thinks that I like to fight...but it's just not true... sometimes I lose my temper...but I don't enjoy it...I'm not a violent dog...I don't know why I bite..."

He said. It was not the Sanemi you know, he was almost...vulnerable.