[Yujin had been fearing anger, or at the very least some indignation, but... In a way, Susato's confusion feels just as awful to him. His fingers play with the sandwich box, rotating its angle from left to right and back again.]

It is wonderful. Truly. However, I don't believe it's apt to call it sudden. One ah... [He trails off for a second, then tries again.] One might say it was almost seventeen years in the making.