[The hug doesn't begin to fix this, but it's not exactly Misa's fault, so ultimately, it all kind of evens out and balances. It's better than no hug, or her sliding out of bed and leaving without a word; ultimately, he prefers this.]

You're right. We have to be different, and I think that we can be. Even if we can't stop turning into them and we have to remember what they did, we still have the people we were born as. And in some ways... no matter how hard things were once, there are things about us worth holding onto.

[He pauses, falling silent for several full seconds after her question.]

That's impossible to measure... and maybe possible to attain. No, I don't know, but I don't think it ever happened.