This is not how he ever intended to be made to think about this. To think about what he wanted to keep, what he didn't want to keep.
Gongenzaka is a bit silent. Eventually, he can only cast his eyes to the palm of his actual hand.
"...So much of who, and what I, the man Gongenzaka am now... ...These things manifested as part of incidents beyond anything we had seen until that point. ...In their own sense, they were scars from those times... ...I..."
His ears droop. "...It feels as if to abandon that would be...'wrong'."
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This is not how he ever intended to be made to think about this. To think about what he wanted to keep, what he didn't want to keep.
Gongenzaka is a bit silent. Eventually, he can only cast his eyes to the palm of his actual hand.
"...So much of who, and what I, the man Gongenzaka am now... ...These things manifested as part of incidents beyond anything we had seen until that point. ...In their own sense, they were scars from those times... ...I..."
His ears droop. "...It feels as if to abandon that would be...'wrong'."