"I spent a long time half dreading finding out that I was a copy, half really hoping I was a human copy," he says quietly, twisting his fingers a little in Gonou's shirt.
Well, days. A few weeks at most. But it felt long at the time. And always his mothsense in the back of his head, hard to disregard.
"It's not the same, but. I get it." Even if he isn't sure how to say what it is either.
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Well, days. A few weeks at most. But it felt long at the time. And always his mothsense in the back of his head, hard to disregard.
"It's not the same, but. I get it." Even if he isn't sure how to say what it is either.
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He drops a kiss on Jedao's forehead.
"I still don't think it's right to use that as a punishment," he mutters. Maybe it'll work for Daniel, who knows -- but it's not right.