I'm not a bad guy, I swear!
...The Demon Slayer couldn't quite say he agreed with the mentality others aside from Sam and Sasaki were having. This person was dead, the dead cannot walk with the living anymore. He knows because he, himself, is a dead man walking. His time was long gone- if saving 'lifes,' saving 'others' who were already gone and spirits was so easy like that...Then what do the sacrifices other brave men and women mean to history? It just didn't feel right, they weren't gods, they weren't beings of great power who could simply shift life and death like that...The Demon Slayer could only look at the side as those thoughts rushed through his mind. Sam and Sasaki seemed to agree with him in different ways, but...
"It simply isn't right," Yoriichi muttered, looking off to the side. "The dead deserve rest. We aren't gods...Controlling life or death isn't our job." Refusing death was something terrible in his experience. Not in the sense to accept it whenever it comes- but to try and stop it in the way of becoming immortal, trying to come from the dead- break the natural laws of this world and whoever crafted them. To simply spit into the face of those who died for a single person was a mentaliyu much like demons.
But either way, Yoriichi didn't say anything else, simply looking to the side.