[He'll stand for a long time, silent, but accepting, for once. Accepting of her kindness, freely given. He knows it's better than being by himself, even if the more cowardly part of him wants to run.

He wants to say thanks yet again. instead he holds her close, hoping that his touch can convey his gratitude.]

...I knew the truth would hurt. But I didn't know it would hurt this bad. ...Should I say that when Marie-chan's the one...

[who has to deal with what she's done? knowing the truth is one thing, but being it? Itsuki can't imagine, and he finds that he doesn't want to]