[The fact that this conversation makes it way into being a private one is proof of it bothering Dante, without even having to deduce it from tone alone. Ardyn honestly cannot blame him; he's skewed his discussions about his second "memory" towards one-on-one texts, as well.
One might notice how Ardyn's usual flippant tone is rather lacking this time, as well. He's sometimes a smarmy bastard, but he's not purposefully thoughtless. Even to a student as snarky as Dante.]
I've been calling them "memories", you know. Because there is no other proper word for it.
I've seen things that cannot possibly exist, and experienced myself being in places I know I've never visited. But there is a lingering notion, whispering in the back of my mind, that they /were/ real. Despite the absurdity of it, I am one hundred percent confident that somewhere those monsters must exist. And that I was in a train car, with a blizzard blowing through it.
Don't you feel that same sort of certainty as well?
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One might notice how Ardyn's usual flippant tone is rather lacking this time, as well. He's sometimes a smarmy bastard, but he's not purposefully thoughtless. Even to a student as snarky as Dante.]
I've been calling them "memories", you know. Because there is no other proper word for it.
I've seen things that cannot possibly exist, and experienced myself being in places I know I've never visited. But there is a lingering notion, whispering in the back of my mind, that they /were/ real. Despite the absurdity of it, I am one hundred percent confident that somewhere those monsters must exist. And that I was in a train car, with a blizzard blowing through it.
Don't you feel that same sort of certainty as well?