[ It looks like he might start crying again with how he bows forward as his shoulders tremble, but he doesn't, at least not this time. He had been so certain that Crocs was right until he had found that place where Oz had died. Where Ciel had killed him? It had to have been him, but when he tries to think about it, those memories are even harder to recall. ]
What if we're right? What if you really do wake up? Then everyone here, they're going to die. We always heard from the people we woke up, at least through Crocs, so— So it never seemed strange. But why would I... I wouldn't recreate that day. I would never— But Oz isn't here anymore. How could that be?
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[ It looks like he might start crying again with how he bows forward as his shoulders tremble, but he doesn't, at least not this time. He had been so certain that Crocs was right until he had found that place where Oz had died. Where Ciel had killed him? It had to have been him, but when he tries to think about it, those memories are even harder to recall. ]
What if we're right? What if you really do wake up? Then everyone here, they're going to die. We always heard from the people we woke up, at least through Crocs, so— So it never seemed strange. But why would I... I wouldn't recreate that day. I would never— But Oz isn't here anymore. How could that be?