[The smile drops from his face, replaced with a flat stare, tears still falling from his eyes. Hinata doesn't make any move to wipe them away.]

There's enough blame to go around for both of us, isn't there?

[His gaze sharpens, ever so slightly.]

I wonder, who do you think is more at fault, Komaeda? The lying Ultimate Luck that weaved pretty words together? Or the worthless Reserve Course student who couldn't open his ears?

[His voice starts to tremble at the very end, fingers digging in just a little bit harder.]