[... Would he? He's not sure, and his expression cracks enough that the confusion in his eyes is evident. He doesn't know. He doesn't know, and that fact alone is hard to deal with. He's not yelling at him, not berating him... could this really be him? But he's dead -]
[But again, these days don't ever seem to make sense.]
[There's something else, too - something he's picked up from other people. People can come from different points in their timelines. Maybe this is what happened. When he speaks again, his voice is tired. Controlled, but just weary.]
... I killed you, Takatora. It's not you who should be the one who goes away.
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[But again, these days don't ever seem to make sense.]
[There's something else, too - something he's picked up from other people. People can come from different points in their timelines. Maybe this is what happened. When he speaks again, his voice is tired. Controlled, but just weary.]
... I killed you, Takatora. It's not you who should be the one who goes away.