[He gives a little smile at that, but it's weak and falls apart quickly as he looks back down at the ground.]

But I am no good. I've always been no good. I might have gotten a lot stronger before I came to Paradisa, but... I can't help anyone here.

[He curls his hands into fists, closing his eyes tightly, and his voice is a little weak.] I can't do anything when the people who mean so much to mean are in pain, or suffering because of what the castle does. I... I don't even really know how to take their minds off of it or anything.

I just try to be there and hope that it's somehow enough... but I know it's not.