[His steps slow as Ryan begins an onslaught of pointed words. Oren laughs, bitter and quiet as he looks to the floor. Mattias hasn't been here. He'd known that the moment he woke up to silence. He'd promised he wouldn't leave him again, so there was that, but... Where had he gone?

As he fidgets with the end of his coat, he speaks.]

It takes so little for you to view yourself the victim. Were you not the one who left me without a word?

[Intention or not, it didn't matter. But before Ryan can respond to that, Oren raises his hand and waves it off.] It matters not. You must realize that the words I spoke were Mattias' thoughts from the moment you pressed forward with this.

My hesitation wasn't purely selfish.

[For once he wasn't being purely selfish. He drops the corner of his coat and turns, looking to Ryan.]

Tell me, do you still remember the way he ran?