"He was my courage."

Masaomi does laugh then, though it's hollow. Was. Not because Mikado is gone but because Masaomi is. From where does a corpse find courage? Certainly not from the living.

"Not a single fighting bone in his body, but he'd stand up for me anyway, shivering the whole time." His fondness readily bleeds into his otherwise desolate tone. "I just wanted him to be happy."

Maybe, just maybe, he can be now.