[His eyes remain trained on the steady bob of waves in the distance, their peaks thinly illuminated by the light of the moon.]
Only on rare occasions. Before my friends and I had broken free, we spent all our days on the battlefield. Even now, we're constantly on the move. There's little time to waste enjoying ourselves.
[ She trails off suddenly, like she had a thought that she lost immediately. Her gaze shifts to the sand, then her brow furrows, like she's trying to say something but the words won't come out.
... ]
...Sorry. I -- I don't know what came over me. I just feel like I've been through something similar, but I can't really put my finger on it.
Our memories are significant only to us. If they mean to strip us of our identities, why have they only taken some of our memories and not all of them? I can't work out their reasoning.
Me neither. Why not make us blank slates? We'd be more likely to do their bidding that way.
[ She says it bitterly, but ah. Now isn't the time to get too fussy. This should be calming. ]
Anyway...we'll figure it out eventually, I'm sure. Maybe now's a good time to make better memories. Maybe they'd be better than the ones we had before.
[ She knows this is overly optimistic, with the threat of murder looming over their heads -- but she's never been one to accept being treated unfairly. Maybe this is her way of fighting back. ]
[Overly optimistic? Perhaps so, but one has to aim for optimism if they want to maintain a hold on any sort of happiness in life. To that end, Noah nods firmly in agreement.]
That's a much better suggestion than giving in to despair. There's only so much in our lives that we can control, but doing what we can makes all the difference.
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I guess that's one thing that's pretty universal.
[ Which is incredibly comforting, somehow. ]
You don't get moments like these in your world very often, do you?
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Only on rare occasions. Before my friends and I had broken free, we spent all our days on the battlefield. Even now, we're constantly on the move. There's little time to waste enjoying ourselves.
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[ She trails off suddenly, like she had a thought that she lost immediately. Her gaze shifts to the sand, then her brow furrows, like she's trying to say something but the words won't come out.
... ]
...Sorry. I -- I don't know what came over me. I just feel like I've been through something similar, but I can't really put my finger on it.
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[Noah quickly asks. He'd thought he was the only one, but could it be they've all lost memories important to them...?]
...Perhaps you have. Along with our personal belongings, it seems some of our memories have been taken too.
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[ She pauses, lets that sink in for a moment. ]
So you've noticed something similar, then? What would they have to gain from doing that...?
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Our memories are significant only to us. If they mean to strip us of our identities, why have they only taken some of our memories and not all of them? I can't work out their reasoning.
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[ She says it bitterly, but ah. Now isn't the time to get too fussy. This should be calming. ]
Anyway...we'll figure it out eventually, I'm sure. Maybe now's a good time to make better memories. Maybe they'd be better than the ones we had before.
[ She knows this is overly optimistic, with the threat of murder looming over their heads -- but she's never been one to accept being treated unfairly. Maybe this is her way of fighting back. ]
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That's a much better suggestion than giving in to despair. There's only so much in our lives that we can control, but doing what we can makes all the difference.
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[ Noah seems like a good dude. (She said the same thing about Sora, though!! So hey!!) ]
So...let's just kick back and relax for now. I know you don't know what that's like, but it's never too late to try it.
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[Both for the help getting back to his farmhouse and for the pleasant company.]
I hope we'll see more of each other. Remember, I'm always around if you'd like to spar or train together in the mornings.