[There's silence for most of the way and abruptly an explosion of self loathing, horror, and behind it all, despair. Chains rattle as claws scrape on stone as something moves in the darkness. A low coughing roar rolls through the link before it all goes still again. Only self loathing is left, rolling in on itself like a storm.

Whatever Komaeda remembered wasn't good. He breathes out.] Sorry, I remembered being suspended and why.

I really lived in my own little reality back then. [He is glad he's had the life he's had here and even more than that.] I have a question but, I'm coming inside first.

[The lock turns and Komaeda steps into the apartment through the now open door. He wipes his forehead and shuts the door behind him. He takes a moment to pull off his green coat and hang it up, to let Hinata compose himself.]