It's loud, but not in the way you hear with your ears. The songs sing through, right into your head. It is...
[ He trails off, then starts to speak in that curious way, softer, but hurried, like he's trying to force a memory out before it overwhelms him. His hat tips lower, making it difficult to see his face, but he speaks with clarity and without hesitation. ]
He wanted her to forget, but she couldn't. There's blood, so much blood, but the bat doesn't feel heavier. It's to protect, because she cannot let him be the one to wield the bat... She doesn't want to be meaningless.
[ It seems like the gruesome memory is random at first, but when it's done, Cole looks up again, and he nods gently. ]
I... don't want to be either. If I become meaningless, then I'd become something else. I don't want to be something else. So if it's loud, I don't mind.
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It's loud, but not in the way you hear with your ears. The songs sing through, right into your head. It is...
[ He trails off, then starts to speak in that curious way, softer, but hurried, like he's trying to force a memory out before it overwhelms him. His hat tips lower, making it difficult to see his face, but he speaks with clarity and without hesitation. ]
He wanted her to forget, but she couldn't. There's blood, so much blood, but the bat doesn't feel heavier. It's to protect, because she cannot let him be the one to wield the bat... She doesn't want to be meaningless.
[ It seems like the gruesome memory is random at first, but when it's done, Cole looks up again, and he nods gently. ]
I... don't want to be either. If I become meaningless, then I'd become something else. I don't want to be something else. So if it's loud, I don't mind.