[ The spear, falling through both of them. It's as if she can still feel it, and the flames licking at her bark. Even with days between them, the memory is still fresh.
But at this Nanami regards him with concern; because it wasn't her memory that they'd lived through. So it must have been his. ]
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But at this Nanami regards him with concern; because it wasn't her memory that they'd lived through. So it must have been his. ]
Was that how you died, in the simulation?