[Those unspoken words weigh heavily between them for a moment, mostly because Scott remains silent after Ange poses that question. He has to deeply breath and hold it in, so he doesn't pull away from her due to his guilt. Once again, thinking about Ryoji's murder tears at something in his chest, but he's trying and he truly wants to answer Ange. He wants to be here for her in some way, like she has for him. She's always helped him, not just this past incident.

She still is, honestly, even though he was trying to check on her.

So, even if it's a little painful to think about how it fully felt to be Phoenix and remember that all consuming fire, it's important. Maybe it's good for him anyway, even if his brain stills and his body shudders just slightly. He was someone else-- that other Scott, and...]

I would've. [There's some level of certainty in his tone, a return of that steady belief in what he's saying. Scott still swallows once more, mostly so he can pace his thoughts and words without speaking too quickly.] I felt disconnected from everyone and everything, Ange. I barely knew I was still myself. It was like I didn't care because I could feel nothing.

[Which may seem contrary to how Phoenix Scott behaved, wanting to kill Ryoji to the point that he would not come back. At least they failed in that part.] I... I don't know to really describe it, but it felt frightening too.