[ what are you thinking? he asks, and for a moment, he doesn't know how to respond.
it's a little strange taking part in the procession. he has been alone for most of his life, brought about only as a weapon to be used, a tool to be cast aside after fulfilling his purpose. he hasn't had anyone or anything to lose, when he had nothing to begin with. there's nothing to remember, not when most of his memories aren't his own. and, if what riku had said was true and if he'd played his cards right, he doesn't have anything to go back to.
but he's here anyway. blend in, they'd told him. maybe that's all there is to it. ]
That I could probably go for another taco later.
[ look... he's been walking for a long time, okay. ]
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it's a little strange taking part in the procession. he has been alone for most of his life, brought about only as a weapon to be used, a tool to be cast aside after fulfilling his purpose. he hasn't had anyone or anything to lose, when he had nothing to begin with. there's nothing to remember, not when most of his memories aren't his own. and, if what riku had said was true and if he'd played his cards right, he doesn't have anything to go back to.
but he's here anyway. blend in, they'd told him. maybe that's all there is to it. ]
That I could probably go for another taco later.
[ look... he's been walking for a long time, okay. ]