It took a while, Suzaku hadn't cried in a long time. Not since he had floated above the crater that had been Tokyo. Even with everything that had happened here, but eventually the tears flowed freely. He wasn't even sure what he was crying about, just everything. Everything that had happened, the fear of the unknown, not knowing what was going to happen. The suffocating fear that he was going to end up alone, if they failed and everyone else died.

He cried for a long time, not moving from where he sat.