[ Rei listens and at first, she almost finds it - funny in a manner of speaking. The way he is so forward in how he talks about his death is odd. Unreal even... She almost doesn't believe it until she sees the memory and finds herself hesitant to move forward again. ]
Can you maybe... Not talk about being dead... It's not... It's not your fault, I promise. I just.... [ She is - trying not to think of it. Forcing herself to think of him when he was a kid - a young boy with red hair as it begins to turn white(Toya). Excited, wanting his father to notice him so badly. Talking to her about all the things he's going to do, in order to become the greatest hero ever, she tries to keep that image in mind, but the panic in her stomach rumbles. She knows these memories are being shared by now - and sometimes they are taken away.
Does she want to remember him(toya) in his last moments - dying, broken, and in a metal contraption just biding his time to death - or does she want to remember him as the son she had? The boy that deserved better than what she gave him. ] I'm sorry.
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Can you maybe... Not talk about being dead... It's not... It's not your fault, I promise. I just.... [ She is - trying not to think of it. Forcing herself to think of him when he was a kid - a young boy with red hair as it begins to turn white(Toya). Excited, wanting his father to notice him so badly. Talking to her about all the things he's going to do, in order to become the greatest hero ever, she tries to keep that image in mind, but the panic in her stomach rumbles. She knows these memories are being shared by now - and sometimes they are taken away.
Does she want to remember him(toya) in his last moments - dying, broken, and in a metal contraption just biding his time to death - or does she want to remember him as the son she had? The boy that deserved better than what she gave him. ] I'm sorry.