[Dad. Father. A father and regret. That is something Souji knows all too painfully well. He listens to the person on the other side sob quietly for a moment and then gets up from his seat, the chair creaking as he moves. He puts a note on the desk of the Welcome Center, grabs a cloak to go over his kimono and sets out. On the way he talks to the poor child again.]

I'm sure he knows you regret what happened.

Where are you? It isn't right to be alone when such scary dreams come back.