The meaning? I wonder... It was the last dance you allowed me, so it was freshest in my mind. I hadn't much time to prepare. If it offends you, I can do something else! I'm only doing my best here, as you can well and truly see for yourself.

[Eichi's not going to like any of this, Wataru knows. But he has a point to make. That no matter how hard Eichi grips things, no matter how unrelenting his grasp, he must allow autonomy, or he will fall. And he has to show Eichi where he's foundered in the past, because Wataru...

A breath. His chest tightens as he thinks about it. Wataru is to be Eichi's future, isn't he? So let him conjure up ghosts and spirits of the worst kind and kill them off with his enthusiasm. Let him slay the demons that track and would drag Eichi to Hell.]

But if you'd like me to criticize you directly, I'll gladly do so. You see, when I choreographed that dance, I knew I was going to lose. I fed everything into what you wanted, thinking you had it in yourself to be merciful if only I, in my naivete, played along. That that would be the end. You hunted me down like an animal, Eichi Tenshouin. You wounded me, and drove me into this fearful corner. What did you hope to gain? Bare your soul, as promised, and we'll continue.