[ he goes to say something -- how can he not? prying isn't his style, but some memories carry so much weight you can't even pretend that you didn't see them. to carry a very fragile piece of a person's heart without meaning to is a burden and a weight, after all. and to pretend and lie otherwise ---
not that he gets the chance to though, because before he can speak his own memory (4:34 to 7:20) is playing back like some kind of answer. and of course it would be that one.
[ And there it is, for as much as Primrose doesn't wish to view someone's life so intimately. To learn their secrets like this, without their permission... feels crueler than what she's done to those who have wronged her.
But she closes her eyes when the memory ends and just. Breathes out, softly. ]
me and kia like "yo what's a memshare"
not that he gets the chance to though, because before he can speak his own memory (4:34 to 7:20) is playing back like some kind of answer. and of course it would be that one.
that's almost funny. ]
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But she closes her eyes when the memory ends and just. Breathes out, softly. ]
We're rather similar, you and I.
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Seems like it, doesn't it?
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[ ... And she has no actual idea what to say here. It's not as though she had ever wanted anyone seeing what happened to Yusufa, either. ]
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I won't ask much about what happened. I'm assuming you dealt with that asshole, though?
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[ She's just going to put that out there. ]
However, I regret absolutely nothing about taking his life. He was lower than swine.
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[ it's not like killing is a general hobby of his. ]
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Still, that was the path I chose to walk.
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[ something, something war is hell. ]
That's when things get complicated I think, if you're doing that.
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... I hope everyone will be able to remember that, should these trials keep continuing.
[ Of course they will. ]
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[ it's as simple as that. ]