[nope. no sort. subaru's upset, he's wounded and frustrated all the same, voice growing louder.]

I opened up to you 'cause I remembered the last time I didn't. You got mad at me, and this time you're mad too -- I get why, but I'm not gonna let it go. Why the hell can't you do the same? What is it about me that you don't trust, Amami, when I've always tried to have your back -- even when you've been accused, when it was my hair they found instead!

[how they'll find subaru's handwriting, his fingerprints next month, and amami still won't stick up for him directly. how he'll agree with natsume, but feel like it's dismissive as a whole.]

Can't you even give me a "good luck with that"? We're aiming for the same thing, so what the hell is your high horse for?