When she finished speaking, forgetting or entirely not caring for the reversal of bodies as his/her arms reached up. He had his head burried in his own chest, and he could feel one of those big buttons he had on his coat.

"....do I even.... deserve your forgiveness after all I just did and said?" the voice was shaky, and the body as well, but he never did cry.

"Hinata-sama... you... always were right.." and he? He was always wrong.