[The instant the memory finishes playing out, it's almost like the particles which just made up the illusion of the attic scenery all get sucked right into Ryunosuke's head, back where they belong. He yelps and tries to shield his face as the whirl of colorful vapor all rushes at him, the force of the memory's return making him reel and stagger back a few steps.
All he can think is: Why? Why THIS memory, of ALL THINGS? It feels like some kind of sick joke, but... Then again... If he really thinks about it? The very conversation they all just witnessed has been at the top of his mind lately. Ever since the Christmas party, at least... But even before that, with all of Songerein's peculiar rules about dreams and memories, and with new arrivals showing up on the regular... He's been worrying about something almost exactly like this happening, just as his memory-self mentioned. The truth is a beast that can never truly be contained, and he has long feared it getting loose before either he or Barok could have the chance to settle on a course of action together.
In short... It's like he accidentally willed this disaster into existence.
With one hand clutching one side of his still-throbbing head, Ryunosuke turns towards Iris with a pleading look, traces of emotional agony on his face. He sees her taking a few steps towards the gate, and he reaches out his free hand towards her.]
W-wait... Iris, hold on now, just... Please let us explain--!
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All he can think is: Why? Why THIS memory, of ALL THINGS? It feels like some kind of sick joke, but... Then again... If he really thinks about it? The very conversation they all just witnessed has been at the top of his mind lately. Ever since the Christmas party, at least... But even before that, with all of Songerein's peculiar rules about dreams and memories, and with new arrivals showing up on the regular... He's been worrying about something almost exactly like this happening, just as his memory-self mentioned. The truth is a beast that can never truly be contained, and he has long feared it getting loose before either he or Barok could have the chance to settle on a course of action together.
In short... It's like he accidentally willed this disaster into existence.
With one hand clutching one side of his still-throbbing head, Ryunosuke turns towards Iris with a pleading look, traces of emotional agony on his face. He sees her taking a few steps towards the gate, and he reaches out his free hand towards her.]
W-wait... Iris, hold on now, just... Please let us explain--!