[Iwa nods, wordlessly staring at the picture for a few moments before speaking again.]

That’s what I mean. Forty-one days.

Our mom’s knew each other, so we’ve been a team since day one.

[His voice is quiet. At least he’s not cursing the poor guy anymore. He’s knows it not Oikawa’s fault that he’s not here, but that doesn’t make it hurt any less - and besides, such is their dynamic. Maybe he just misses yelling at him.

[But it’s not just Oikawa.]

The rest of them...[Is that a smile on his face? It’s so small that it’s hard to tell - certainly pained, wistful if it is.] That’s my team. Dumb bastards...

[He pauses then, glances up and frowns.]

Hey Ren. Let me ask you something.