*Normally, Enoch might chide Naoya for his callous words, but honestly, he's grateful for his intervention. Nathan isn't the sort he'd want to talk to for long periods of time, but his conscience leaves him unable to just leave him.*

But I've never seen any signs of hatred in him for-...

*And that's when it clicks. Uniforms mean some degree of organization. Could they have become so entrenched that...*

Unless it was something which one could be born into without agreeing?

*Enlighten him, Naoya.*