[Unlike the other messages, it's obvious from the start that he's been crying, and very recently. His voice is thick and rasping, and there's a snap to it despite how quietly and slowly he speaks at first.]

I know it's my fault. I shouldn't have supported you when you went diving. I should have... I should have said something. Maybe you would've listened.

[It's self-reprimanding as well as apologetic, but the next words gain heat -- and volume.]

But it's your fault, too. I told you -- I told you as soon as you arrived that the Havens are dangerous -- you were stupid enough to join that fight, anyway! You almost died! And you still didn't learn!

[He swallows, loudly, but that doesn't stop the overwhelming emotion from bleeding through.]

I never asked you to protect me! You act like it's so noble, but you're still an idiot! All that did was make you feel better! Maybe it made you braver or something, but every time something came up, I was scared -- it was bad enough every time Asuna-chan went away, but then I had to worry about you, too!

You said you'd be careful, but you weren't! You... you should've -- known -- you should've...!

[There's a sob -- and some low, cautious, and sad chirping somewhere further off. It goes ignored.]

Maybe -- Maybe you don't have any regrets, but what about me? I can't forget! I see it again every night, I think about how horrible it must've been -- it makes me sick but I can't stop -- you're all I can think about and I'm supposed to move on somehow! And I guess I'm the one who has to tell Sonohara-san, too, if I ever see her again -- how are you helping me now, Masaomi?

[His crying seems to take over completely then, because he doesn't manage to get anything else out.

Not, at least, until he chokes out in only semipotent anger,]

It -- It would've been better if they never brought you here!

[This time his grief does win out, but it's a while before he remembers to end the message.]