[More mild, Yu's expression only shows a sliver of the same confusion, and only for a moment. Aether asks the question almost brazenly, seemingly unafraid of how it sounds, of how strange and impossible that would be. Their hands are still linked, and he doesn't want to let go, and he doesn't know why.
He--]
I...don't [want to] know. It doesn't seem possible, but...
[But the thought slides into his mind now, an unwelcome stowaway within his thoughts. He doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't want to think about it.
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He--]
I...don't [want to] know. It doesn't seem possible, but...
[But the thought slides into his mind now, an unwelcome stowaway within his thoughts. He doesn't want to think about it. He doesn't want to think about it.
An anxious knot tangles in his chest.]