[ His grip on the shoulders tighten in response to what unfolded before him. He blinks once, twice, thrice. This can't be real. Someone's hair can't just change colour like that. What the fuck's going on?! There's clearly something strange about this whole, uh. World? Place? He doesn't know anymore. He must be dreaming. There's no way he isn't.
...But even if this is a dream, he doesn't want to leave things like this. ]
Yeah, yeah, I am...
[ There were very few instances that Mondo spoke in the weak manner the way he's speaking now. He's desperate, confused, frustrated. Again, he shakes the guy before him as if he's a rag doll. ]
You don't remember anything else? About what happened at Hope's Peak?
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[ His grip on the shoulders tighten in response to what unfolded before him. He blinks once, twice, thrice. This can't be real. Someone's hair can't just change colour like that. What the fuck's going on?! There's clearly something strange about this whole, uh. World? Place? He doesn't know anymore. He must be dreaming. There's no way he isn't.
...But even if this is a dream, he doesn't want to leave things like this. ]
Yeah, yeah, I am...
[ There were very few instances that Mondo spoke in the weak manner the way he's speaking now. He's desperate, confused, frustrated. Again, he shakes the guy before him as if he's a rag doll. ]
You don't remember anything else? About what happened at Hope's Peak?