[I have, he wants to say. Many a time. But the memories, when he reaches for them, are absent like they were never there, like they've been plucked directly out of time and thrown into a bottomless void called Zodiark. He doesn't remember recording the message, nor any of the specific circumstances that led up to the idea.
Even so, he glances up and holds out his hand, slowly mustering a smile.]
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[I have, he wants to say. Many a time. But the memories, when he reaches for them, are absent like they were never there, like they've been plucked directly out of time and thrown into a bottomless void called Zodiark. He doesn't remember recording the message, nor any of the specific circumstances that led up to the idea.
Even so, he glances up and holds out his hand, slowly mustering a smile.]
All right. I am of the same mind.