[Wow, Kazuya felt like the world's biggest asshole at that moment, staring down at his hunched over, teary eyed guy. He did hit him pretty hard with the glowstick too... uh. Eh...]

You're... [Sigh. His conscience prodded him, and Kazuya's shoulders slumped, looking appropriately abashed] You're right, you're not a jerk. I'm the jerk. [Becoming the Messiah made him a humbler man, it seemed] Hey, I didn't beat you up too badly, did I? You look ready to cry.

[And then he moved forwards and started to jab at Gokotai's ribs, as if looking for bruises or injuries]