I know.

[So why has he always felt so disgusted?

Maybe Sakamoto is too gentle of a man, he's felt just as much pity for other side, watching them die in the dirt despite all the wicked things they've done. And yet still, even despite his friends chagrin and harsh words, he doesn't feel guilty.

He just feels sad.]

I just want it all ta end. I don't think fightin's the way to go about it- Not that kind.

[Sakamoto awkwardly touches the back of his neck with his injured hand.]

Not like I can anymore! But, eh.

People like you are extraordinary, y'know?

[They hardly exist, anymore.]

You believe in things. People, ideals.

The folks involved in all o' this mess, on both sides... They believe in money.

[He then embraces Zura, holding him close as if to comfort him though he knows he's only comforting himself.]

I wanna live in a world where we can all get along. Where we're all different but happy! A world where nobody has to die.

[A hollow laugh leaves his throat.]

I know that's just sounds crazy. But I'm gonna give it my all.

I'm gonna do my best to get as close as I can.

[Violence eats away at him, there's just no sense in it. Why deal in blood when you can deal in cash? One of those currencies is just too damn valuable...]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to talk so much.