In some ways, it's best that Tech doesn't say anything. Rokuro doesn't need words right now. There's no stopping the emotions welling up from deep inside of him. All he can really do is wade through the thick of them. With Tech holding his hand, Rokuro doesn't fear drowning.

"O-Oh?" He finally looks up, slowly realizing they aren't on his floor, never mind in front of his room. "Oh." A hard swallow, and Rokuro finally relinquishes his grasp of Tech's fingers. Hand falling empty back to his side.