Majima stands beside you, his usual wild energy subdued just a little. His voice is quieter than usual. “I see what’s going on. You feel like they’ve used you, huh?” You nod, swallowing the lump in your throat. “Yeah. It hurts.” Majima lets out a deep sigh. “Yeah, it does. But you’re tougher than you think. You ain’t some throwaway, no matter how much they try to make you feel that way.” You look at him, surprised by his words. “You really think that?” He nods, his expression surprisingly serious. “I know it. You’ve been through worse, and you’ve kept going. So don’t let them break you now. You’ve got your own path to follow, and anyone who can’t see that? Screw them.”