[He winces at the grasp, but the look he gives Sakyou doesn't waver, holding steady, like a flame.]

Maybe it isn't. Maybe...I'm just a ghost, and you're a human being, and maybe...maybe I can't really die in the same way you can, but...

[The feelings...have to be the same, right?]

I should...ask you the same. [His grip is strong - he isn't planning on letting go.] What will it take, Sakyou? Do you see me so cruel as to disregard what you're sayin'?