James laughs briefly, and it's somewhere between nervous and bitter. "They're liars, is how. They lie about what they're doing and why, while they just--" He gropes in the air with his hand looking for the right words but he can't find them. He's not sure there even are words for the depravity of what Retrospec is doing--at least to him. He drops his arm, limp against the seat of the bench. "Like I even want to be the other me, if this is what I have to look forward to."

At Togusa's question, though, he looks down at the ground in front of him. He sounds small. "I don't know. Dad leaves for work before I wake up, and I told my sister to go to school without me. The only other person who knows right now is Grell."