[He already knew about Beat's death. He'd seen the body. Cried his heart out at the death of a good friend. Others leaving...well Lisa, he knew had probably gone home. If he had found her dead like Beat well...there would be hell to pay. But Beat's killer was still around, and despite not wanting this to become personal, Eikichi could feel his anger rising to the point where it was boiling.

He didn't like killing but, even he would dream of certain people being dead, as much as he hated to admit it.]

I know what is waiting for me when I go back home. I know my friends won't remember who I am, and that's okay...but I don't want people dying here again. If you can help me save those around me then...yeah, okay, I'll do what I can. But how am I gonna do that?