[Grey hunches his shoulders as Manabu's grip tightens. Ever the unstable sort, a few words are enough for Grey to shift from melancholy to incensed.]

I know it's not fair! But even then- even if I know it's the wrong thing, I can't stand the thought of you truly hating me- or, or just seeing me as an object. Even if the right thing to do is let you judge me, I can't bring myself to do that. I'm not like you, Manabu. I don't give a damn about what's fair or not.