They both don't like that idea, reacting in different ways, but saying the same message. Hiromu is calm, speaking with care and a measured gentleness, while Emeric pulls back and glares and spells everything out to me with a cold rage of his I know all too well.
They're right, they are. I know that, but I still...
Maybe it would have been better if the Professor hadn't found my lingering data, maybe it would be better if he deactivated my avatar, sent me back into the database. It wasn't like my existence there was bad, dull, but not painful or uncomfortable.
But I want to be here. I want to exist in this reality in any way that I can. I'm still trying to figure out if I even count as being Jin Masato, when I'm just reactivated backup data, when there's no body left for me to hope to revive. But I want to be here, and I want to be here for Emi.
And I very much want to see Kurorin again.
"Okay." I give Hiromu a nod, and Emeric a small grip. "You're right. He... they deserve to know."
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They're right, they are. I know that, but I still...
Maybe it would have been better if the Professor hadn't found my lingering data, maybe it would be better if he deactivated my avatar, sent me back into the database. It wasn't like my existence there was bad, dull, but not painful or uncomfortable.
But I want to be here. I want to exist in this reality in any way that I can. I'm still trying to figure out if I even count as being Jin Masato, when I'm just reactivated backup data, when there's no body left for me to hope to revive. But I want to be here, and I want to be here for Emi.
And I very much want to see Kurorin again.
"Okay." I give Hiromu a nod, and Emeric a small grip. "You're right. He... they deserve to know."