[At least, to him it is. Mahoney's answer had been very vague, but he's a firm believer that the memories he keeps getting are as real as the friendships he has in this life.]
But... I can't accept that it was the only way. [His expression falls, gray eyes obviously pained by something. It's about to come out, sorry Dante--] Until I learn more about the other me, I can't accept that it was the right thing to do.
[He sucks in a breath like a wince.]
I killed someone. With his own sword. I...
[It was the only route they had at the time. He knows that, but it goes against everything he is. He feels his stomach twist just thinking about it. The way that blade felt as it sunk through that man's-- Heldalf's-- chest, he...]
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[At least, to him it is. Mahoney's answer had been very vague, but he's a firm believer that the memories he keeps getting are as real as the friendships he has in this life.]
But... I can't accept that it was the only way. [His expression falls, gray eyes obviously pained by something. It's about to come out, sorry Dante--] Until I learn more about the other me, I can't accept that it was the right thing to do.
[He sucks in a breath like a wince.]
I killed someone. With his own sword. I...
[It was the only route they had at the time. He knows that, but it goes against everything he is. He feels his stomach twist just thinking about it. The way that blade felt as it sunk through that man's-- Heldalf's-- chest, he...]