[Now it's Karamatsu's turn to flinch when Ichimatsu raises his voice, lowering the mirror a little as he sits up from where he'd fallen back in his surprise a moment ago. Prominent brows furrow, and Ichimatsu will feel the way his grip on the mirror's handle tightens.]

You shouldn't talk like that. You haven't died, you're just...not yourself.

[Because that's not obvious.]

I'm going to help you, Ichimatsu. We'll figure out how to fix this.