human
Garfiel:  “I…I… Mom…” There were mountains of things he wanted to say, as many things as there were stars in the sky. The number of feelings that Garfiel had given up on, thinking that he couldn’t convey them, were still gleaming radiantly inside him, exploding in rapture at the long-awaited opportunity. They wanted to be shouted out from within the safety, the comfort of his mother’s embrace. “…Garfiel…” Garfiel was in tears, averting his eyes, struggling to speak.
gpt
Mimi:  Beside him, Mimi suddenly said his name.
human
Liara:  Looking up, he saw Liara in front of him, spreading her arms, smiling. “—Garfiel, come here.”
gpt
Garfiel:  “M-Mom… Mom…!” Sobbing like the child he still was, Garfiel leaped into Liara’s, into Lisha’s arms, burying his head in her chest, clinging to her. Her gentle, kind hands caressed Garfiel’s head as he cried.
human
Liara:  “There we go… You’re a good boy, Garf. You were always doing your best.”
gpt
Garfiel:  “—Yeah! I always went all out, always did my best! But I made so many mistakes, but—but even then, everyone…!” They were not complete thoughts as Garfiel clung to Lisha. Garfiel’s fifteen years poured out of him—losing his mother, separated from his sister, his stubborn refusal to lose any more family, the ten years that had been shattered by Subaru and the rest—all the times that Garfiel had broken and grieved. The love that he had lost, becoming frantic to never lose it again, everything he had trampled underfoot along the way. And all of that was—
human
Garfiel:  “…M-Mom…”
gpt
Liara:  “It’s okay, Garf. Mom is here with you.” Her kind words, her affection, the mother’s love that he had never been able to get no matter how much he wanted it, all of it consoled Garfiel. He was sobbing, not yet knowing the name of the emotion that was making him do that, nor the name of the feeling that everyone experienced as a child. This burning-hot feeling is enough of an answer.