"Yeah... even what I got felt pretty bad. Whoever made you like that..."

He can still feel a phantom echo of his back squirming around, put together in a way that nature tends not to do. The main difference between Angeal and Dai here, as far as he can tell is, uh. Everyone who put part of themselves into making Dai who he is actually loved him...? You don't go around putting painful monster parts into people you love. He is definitely too tactful to say that part aloud.

"...They weren't good people, were they?"