...He hated seeing her like this, and hated knowing that he was the one that put her in this position. The words he wanted to say lodged themselves into a ball and got stuck in his throat, refusing to budge further the longer he looked into his eyes.

There's no way he can tell her that she was wrong, but there's no way he can tell her that she's right too. While he still had a thing for Usagi, he was beginning to realize that it might end up as just a dream. Yakumo....was already far more than a dream.

Swallowing those millions of words that threatened to choke him and lose him a friend, he did the only thing he knew how to do--

And wrapped his arms around her, pulled her into a strong, solid hug.