"Then we are lucky, yes? That neither of us have lost anyone worth remembering in such a way," Soubi replied blithely, a little more concerned with guiding his sacrifice to a clear area where the dead didn't seem to be wandering near than with the way he came across. While he had lost his mother to a car accident when he was very young, he couldn't actually remember what she looked like, only a vague idea of a cry that might have been her voice. And Ritsu-sensei was the only father he had ever known, his having abandoned him and his mother before he was even born. At least so far as he was aware.

So while it may have come across a bit cold, it was at the very least, an honest assessment.