[Kazutora glances back at him, eyes unnervingly devoid of light, reflecting nothing around him. His expression dims and his brows furrow as he thinks about what he's done. He's horrified of what he was capable of, but his therapist always said that owning the truth was the first step to recovery. So why not be honest.]

... It's... complicated. But suffice it to say, I've had trouble with reality the past few years. As is.. [He squints, thinking.] As in, I make up stories that suit a narrative I'd prefer was the truth.. rather than accepting the actual truth.

-- Because I killed someone. [Gripping the amulet tightly.] And then, in order to cope with that, I tried to kill someone else. .. and then I ended up killing the person I love most in the world.

[A heavy sigh, shaking his head lightly.]

So, you know, I know I'm crazy. And before he died, my friend wanted me to live and get better, but honestly I often just want to die.. where I came from, I'm in jail, and I'm trying therapy there, but... [Biting his lip, looking down at the amulet.] Really, I can't cope with the guilt.

[Glancing back at Cloud with a soft, apologetic laugh.]

I'm sorry, I just dumped on you. No idea if this amulet would help with my crazy or my depression or what the fuck, but I just need something to be better.