Ken listened silently, not interrupting his brother at all.
Only when he had finally finished did Ken open his mouth.
"Did you tell Yatsuo to throw the ball at my head?" He asked simply.
Daichi recoiled at the question, his face turning up into a frown. "Of course not!"
Ken couldn't help but laugh at the exaggerated response, his spirits rising.
"Well then how the hell was it your fault? It was simply a freak accident. Sometimes these things happen in baseball, that's why they make you wear a helmet." Ken stated, placing his hand on Daichi's shoulder.
"But… If I had have—"
"No buts. I'm not saying what you did was good or even ethical, but I can say wholeheartedly that you were not at fault for the accident." Ken interrupted his brother, putting an end to the matter.
"Ken…"
Ken's face turned up in his usual warm smile, "I'm fine lil bro. Stop beating yourself up okay?"