You don't have anything to make up to me, Yuzu. You just being there... That was enough for me. That was enough for both Atsuro and I both to get through everything. Maybe that's a little selfish, but... We needed you.

[And there's a small pause, Kazuya glancing down at her hand before gently taking it into his, thumb brushing the back of it tenderly, gently.]

And we still do. You're important to both of us. Don't ever think you have to make up for anything.

[And... She's here now. And that's what mattered. That she'd come back. Even back home, that she'd come back because she'd realized that he hadn't changed, despite what he'd become. He gets why she went away, and knows why it'd hurt so much, but it means more to him that she'd come back.]