[ he goes silent, eyes narrowing as he stares at her. but he can only look at her for so long when most of his mind is occupied with the new memories he has, thoughts that she's had, people she's known. he knows that she's going through the same with his past, too.
but what he's gone through isn't a secret. he'd tell her if she ever asked without thinking too much about it. somehow, what he knows about her feels... different. ]
I don't know. [ he takes a step back, and then crouches down so that they're on level but at a distance. ] I don't know. I didn't... want to see that.
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but what he's gone through isn't a secret. he'd tell her if she ever asked without thinking too much about it. somehow, what he knows about her feels... different. ]
I don't know. [ he takes a step back, and then crouches down so that they're on level but at a distance. ] I don't know. I didn't... want to see that.