"...he's amazing." Noa says this with genuine fondness, and an equally genuine smile. No sardonic smirk, no wicked grin, no indulgent leers- for a moment, his guard is completely down. "Mokuba, I mean. The amount of love he feels for you, despite everything that happened- the amount of love he feels for me, despite. Well. Every horrible thing I did to him, which I can assure you far exceeds whatever emotional damages you think you've wrought upon him.

"...I'm glad at least one version of you figured out what was really important, at least."