[The words and the intent behind them flood him with relief. Some of the tension simply leaves, just like that, as he stares back into those eyes. His own warm brown eyes are tired, but most of the obvious distress in them just seems to melt away right then and there. It's what he needed to hear.

He can't talk about this with anyone else, after all. Most of the people here, he doesn't know well enough. Yugi's got problems of his own... Kaiba has no time for weakness. Malik is Malik... The other him would never even listen if he did speak, and that would be ridiculous to even try. Even at home... he'd never have spoken of it. He'd just kept bearing it all over and over for such a long time, that even this little admittance of unhappiness - and the comforting return - brings some peace to him.

Henry's admission makes him feel a little guilty though, and he lifts his hand to grasp Henry's shoulder.]

I... don't think you're bad for losing control like that. You're a very strong person... and I'm glad you didn't kill them. You don't deserve that weight on your shoulders, along with the rest.

[He takes a deep breath.]

I don't think he's really bad, either. I made him angry... I don't know how. I guess he really did feel like he didn't need permission. People always say cutting things when they're angry. I know that... but I still got so angry at him that I wanted to hit him.

Truthfully... it was like he was speaking my own fears back at me. So I got angrier than I'd ever been, because I was scared that it was true.

[His voice softens a little.]

I'll try not to let those fears grow any more.