[Ichigo keeps his face buried against Mikazuki’s chest. Is it better to know or not to know? He really doesn’t know... And as much as it hurts him to know that there might be someone else out there that Mikazuki had... A part of him knows he can’t really blame him. And what will he do with that knowledge anyway? Will he try to seek out that person? What will he do after that...? No, he doesn’t want to become someone consumed by jealousy and vengeance. That’s not who he is. He is silent for a long while.]

.... no... no, I don’t want to know. Let’s just forget all that.

[He looks up at that, his eyes slightly teary.]

... in storage and at a museum? You had no company? No friends?