[His tongue feels like lead, weighed down within his mouth and unable to move. Nanami asks the most obvious question so blatantly, it's jarring. Isn't it obvious, he almost wants to reply back, but he doesn't. He couldn't. Even with all the pain filling the space between his ribs, he can't find the nerve to lash out.
So he doesn't. He just sits uncomfortably still, not moving further nor closer to her.]
In that memory... It switched our places. Or rather, it turned me into your AI self... And you were me.
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Date: 2023-04-06 04:12 am (UTC)So he doesn't. He just sits uncomfortably still, not moving further nor closer to her.]
In that memory... It switched our places. Or rather, it turned me into your AI self... And you were me.