[As he's pulled into Marco's lap, he forgets his brief silly thoughts and raises a hand to reach back and hold that head there by his neck. After all his talk about being an old man, Japan only has a select amount of moments that display him speaking true to that manner. And this is one of them.]

It is this sort of life that we have, to watch others fade away, even if they were not ready to. [He pulls his hand back into his lap slowly.] Ah, they will come and go like the seasons, and of course there will be sorrow...

But I will be with Marco. Surely I was meant to return before he left. So I could be with Marco.