Head cocked, Rokuta suddenly snorted - loudly and sharply, though no laughter followed. "So what?" What an attitude, honestly! But his voice softened just a shade as he continued, kicking his feet. "Of course it is, but so what? If you do nothing and you can, you just make things worse for yourself and others."

Some felt it for longer than others? Oh, of course they did. So she was probably older than she seemed, saying something like that. Not that he'd suffered for all of these five hundred years, but people always did, and he was... aware of it. Always aware of it, wanting it better. Fearing the moment it'd come crashing down, and the only reason he was even remotely okay with being here was the reassurance that things would be all right. That his absence would go unnoticed, as if it wasn't happening.

"But it's your life." A shrug, Rokuta's tone dismissive and weirdly compassionate at the same time.