[Trailing off like that is a pretty good indication that he shouldn't press too much more. Part of him feels bad for bringing it up, and another part feels slightly guilty that he hasn't remembered any hardships more challenging than the usual ones he's faced in his everyday life.

A little quiet, Kouhei takes a second teacup and tosses it against the wall a little less forcefully, taking in the noise as it shatters. It isn't overwhelming, but he can hear it loud and clear.]

That's important. I'm glad he seemed to have a good life. ....But I know what you mean. About a weird sense of envy over the life you remember. It may not be exactly the same, but.... I think I might understand.