[ So his life before this feels like a dream? Some kind of narrative written up by beings unknown, fogged from seeing the truth. He's not sure how to parse or digest it just yet, but he takes her words for now, even though the "I like you" part shakes him.
... He's not sure what's there to like about him, but he digresses. Rubbing his neck awkwardly, he thinks over what to say. ]
Thank you, Amagi. Is there something I'm supposed to do when I get these memory flashes? Should I sign myself up for a support group?
[ It's meant to be a joke, but after seeing her Persona... He may need it. ]
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[ So his life before this feels like a dream? Some kind of narrative written up by beings unknown, fogged from seeing the truth. He's not sure how to parse or digest it just yet, but he takes her words for now, even though the "I like you" part shakes him.
... He's not sure what's there to like about him, but he digresses. Rubbing his neck awkwardly, he thinks over what to say. ]
Thank you, Amagi. Is there something I'm supposed to do when I get these memory flashes? Should I sign myself up for a support group?
[ It's meant to be a joke, but after seeing her Persona... He may need it. ]