Nor would I ever expect you to. [With his Empatheias memories crowding his head he can see precisely what he did in his own frame of logic. If someone had hurt his friends the way he has his classmates. He'd have visited payment on them the likes of which would be felt for the rest of their very short lives.

Nagito rises to his feet again, tugging his crystal out of his shirt so the golden glow fills the space between them with light.]

It's possible it could. I have months of control and practice with talking mind to mind, but memory sharing I don't make a habit of. We both have suppressed memories, and to be frank, Hinata-kun the only reason I'm considering this is to show you the truth.

...I don't want you dead, not anymore. This is the only way I can see to make you understand the situation you're in.