[Ishimaru just kind of twitches at that; he shifts a little, as though unsure of what to do with himself, before returning his attention to the blackboard, picking up the chalk he'd left behind and starting to write again.]

As I've said, that particular incident hasn't happened for us yet - but from what Naegi-kun has told me, and from what you've told me, I think I know most of what happened.

[His hand remains steady as he writes, though his words are strangely subdued; he gives Fujisaki another glance as he finishes the line he's working on.

We acquire the strength we have overcome.]

You don't hate him for it...?