[Yuya bites his lip, pulling back slightly in his chair. and then he leans forward, burying his face in his arms against the table so he doesn't have to look.]

I'm not a good friend. [This is why he said it was easier, if Kano could easily forget about him.] I'm really a daemon, and it got out of control and I almost killed people and I liked it. I mess up and hurt people and I can't be trusted to be good so i-it's--[He sobs.

The thing he wants to run from is himself. The thing he hates most is himself, and what he did, and it hurts constantly.]