No. At least, I don't think so. I find the idea of replacing things—well, people and places—really, really sad. I feel like... it would be cruel, to the place and people that I've survived. It's why I was so crushed to... To find out about Saber.
[Hakuno flops onto her side as her fingers move to touch a necklace that isn't there, meeting his gaze even if her own seems to be looking through him, locked on some obviously discomfiting memory. She's shivering, though he'd only be able to notice this close up. She certainly hasn't yet.]
Losing my 'self'... It was pleasant the first time, on the surface. An idyllic school life where we were all friends, looped again and again until... until I realized things were wrong. And then I jumped off the roof and met you, before waking up. The second time... we were separated, and I was terrified. She put me in... something like a box. I had to crawl and crawl, even if it was endless. Even as my senses faded one by one, and my identity went numb. Even when I knew nothing, and found nothing, I had to keep moving. If Julius hadn't come saved me...
[A hard shudder ripples through her.]
I don't want to believe there's any benefit to losing any part of yourself. But maybe I'm biased, since I'm so much newer than you. I have less to lose. ...but, no matter what, you're always yourself, right? You might not be able to forget something, but you can reorder your priorities however you please. That's just my opinion, though.
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[Hakuno flops onto her side as her fingers move to touch a necklace that isn't there, meeting his gaze even if her own seems to be looking through him, locked on some obviously discomfiting memory. She's shivering, though he'd only be able to notice this close up. She certainly hasn't yet.]
Losing my 'self'... It was pleasant the first time, on the surface. An idyllic school life where we were all friends, looped again and again until... until I realized things were wrong. And then I jumped off the roof and met you, before waking up. The second time... we were separated, and I was terrified. She put me in... something like a box. I had to crawl and crawl, even if it was endless. Even as my senses faded one by one, and my identity went numb. Even when I knew nothing, and found nothing, I had to keep moving. If Julius hadn't come saved me...
[A hard shudder ripples through her.]
I don't want to believe there's any benefit to losing any part of yourself. But maybe I'm biased, since I'm so much newer than you. I have less to lose. ...but, no matter what, you're always yourself, right? You might not be able to forget something, but you can reorder your priorities however you please. That's just my opinion, though.