[The twins' stare isn't unnoticed, no, but he's caught by the possible future in Akira's eyes; thinks he can see his mother, their friends, though he knows it's simply his imagination.
The wall comes up and Goro jerks away, hands searching frantically the wall for any sort of seam. The contract draws his attention from trying to find a way back to Akira, promises things he inhales sharply at, and he looks over it at Igor, at the wardens.
... Erase the memories he'd received, be someone normal again, not be haunted by the decisions made by another self... but become unaware of the going-ons, blissfully ignorant of anything weird or distressing. Goro hesitates, taking the contract from the air and gripping the pen that appears with it tightly.
What he wouldn't do to be normal.
... On the other hand, the oddity of the city was something that connected him to others; talking to someone with the app verses without are two different things completely, and Goro can't deny that for all Retrospec is, for all the danger it presents in his life, for himself his friends his family
it has given him the chance to make bonds, to commiserate in the bad and celebrate the good, to grow close to people he never thought he would before. Sure, he could do without the memories, the nightmares outside of this month's poison, but all of that... isn't something he has to deal with alone. He has Silver. He has Haru now, too, and Takamaki, Miss Velveteen, Yu-- against all odds, against fate itself, he has Akira.]
... It's tempting, [he starts, thinking of that ruinous future, how this decision could lead to that, and loosens his hold on the contract, allowing it to fall if it can.] But I must decline. Silver won't stay with us if I return to such a state, and I would rather share in the pain of my friends than to become ignorant of their suffering.
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The wall comes up and Goro jerks away, hands searching frantically the wall for any sort of seam. The contract draws his attention from trying to find a way back to Akira, promises things he inhales sharply at, and he looks over it at Igor, at the wardens.
... Erase the memories he'd received, be someone normal again, not be haunted by the decisions made by another self... but become unaware of the going-ons, blissfully ignorant of anything weird or distressing. Goro hesitates, taking the contract from the air and gripping the pen that appears with it tightly.
What he wouldn't do to be normal.
... On the other hand, the oddity of the city was something that connected him to others; talking to someone with the app verses without are two different things completely, and Goro can't deny that for all Retrospec is, for all the danger it presents in his life, for himself his friends his family
it has given him the chance to make bonds, to commiserate in the bad and celebrate the good, to grow close to people he never thought he would before. Sure, he could do without the memories, the nightmares outside of this month's poison, but all of that... isn't something he has to deal with alone. He has Silver. He has Haru now, too, and Takamaki, Miss Velveteen, Yu-- against all odds, against fate itself, he has Akira.]
... It's tempting, [he starts, thinking of that ruinous future, how this decision could lead to that, and loosens his hold on the contract, allowing it to fall if it can.] But I must decline. Silver won't stay with us if I return to such a state, and I would rather share in the pain of my friends than to become ignorant of their suffering.