[Souji nods in absolute agreement, because this is definitely not something he would ever argue against. If the other Souji had been more like him, if they'd looked alike and acted alike, but would still have lives that differed... he shudders, not knowing what kind of words to apply to that thought apart from wrong.]

You're right, of course. This way, it's not like anyone is ever going to think we're the same person, even if we... have some things in common.

[Such as tuberculosis, he's pretty sure. Of all the things not to change...]

It's just... [He's interrupted by the bundle of pink adorableness in his arms attempting freedom, and obediently bends down to let him go. Now there's a pig sniffing Shinpachi's foot, while Souji stays crouched on the ground, watching him with wide eyes.] This makes it so hard to imagine what the rest of you are like. It's not just the height, you're... well, a bit loud, kind of. I'm used to Nagakura-san being the quiet one. Well, quieter. And when I try to think of Harada-san and Toudou-san and even the people that aren't here like Tetsu-kun and H- [-HAHAHA let's not even go there.] It just feels really weird.