There's a bunch of you out there. A you that's you, but isn't always you. A lot of choices you could have made differently. A lot of memories that change a little bit with every story.
[As Amon fiddles with the keys, the boy vanishes, reappearing on the empty section of the bench within a split second. Eyes watching the keys, even as he talks.]
You don't gotta worry about Asahi, though. He's gone now, just like all the rest are gone. Even if you found him, he wouldn't remember anything except his sister and his love.
This time will work, though. There's a lot of you. So I know it will.
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[As Amon fiddles with the keys, the boy vanishes, reappearing on the empty section of the bench within a split second. Eyes watching the keys, even as he talks.]
You don't gotta worry about Asahi, though. He's gone now, just like all the rest are gone. Even if you found him, he wouldn't remember anything except his sister and his love.
This time will work, though. There's a lot of you. So I know it will.