[Any of Setsuna's anger and frustration dissipated like water on a hot side-walk in summer. When Steve hugged him again, Setsuna broke into tears.]

I'm sorry. [He cringed.] I didn't think of any of that.

[As for need, the only thing he can do is nod his head. He never considered that, or understood that might be why he was constantly drawn back to Steve - but he loved this, the feel of not just being needed, but wanted.] I-I do.... I like being needed. [He pulled back to look up at Steve.] And, I promise, I won't touch them anymore. I gave the rest of the carton away to Cain, anyway.