[ This child is pressing details like pieces ill-fit, and she can't herself to come close to caring. What he's speaking of... It has to do with him, and nothing to do with her.
He met a different self. One that was not herself, not this Furude Rika. It's simple to process at least at the moment, and she waves a hand lethargically to brush it off. ]
You spoke with a different self. A different Furude Rika. Don't assume anything from those conversations, child of man.
[ Oh, she thinks idly. Her mouth degenerates into Hanyuu like this. ]
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He met a different self. One that was not herself, not this Furude Rika. It's simple to process at least at the moment, and she waves a hand lethargically to brush it off. ]
You spoke with a different self. A different Furude Rika. Don't assume anything from those conversations, child of man.
[ Oh, she thinks idly. Her mouth degenerates into Hanyuu like this. ]