[ the words come out more quickly than he expects, largely because he doesn't expect them at all. But there they are. He doesn't know where they came from; the sinking nostalgic feeling in his gut and the sharp pain in his head tells him they're probably from his past. Was he like this before...? Is he still like this? Even as he's confused, he holds her a little tighter. ]
... Answer something for me. If... [ he feels like he shouldn't be saying this, just like he shouldn't be here, but it's like something deep inside is urging him forward. ] ... If I remembered - if the man I was before was someone horrible, would you change?
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[ the words come out more quickly than he expects, largely because he doesn't expect them at all. But there they are. He doesn't know where they came from; the sinking nostalgic feeling in his gut and the sharp pain in his head tells him they're probably from his past. Was he like this before...? Is he still like this? Even as he's confused, he holds her a little tighter. ]
... Answer something for me. If... [ he feels like he shouldn't be saying this, just like he shouldn't be here, but it's like something deep inside is urging him forward. ] ... If I remembered - if the man I was before was someone horrible, would you change?