[ Rebecca raises her eyebrows, surprised at first, but...well, the more he goes on, the more understanding she appears. ]
Someone once told me, the more you see things like this, the more you get used to it. The more you have to. I suppose...with how much you've experienced, and...what you remember experiencing, now, you're at that point now, huh?
There's not much to remember as myself. Not in life, anyway. But after I became like this... I'm pretty sure that I still have a lot of things that I've forgotten.
Do you...want to remember them? From how you talked, about yourself, it seems... I don't mean to be presumptuous. This is probably an inappropriate question from...a woman trying to process her own grief.
Ohh, I... I...wouldn't want to trouble any of you, with things like that. They're-- they're mostly...silly selfish matters, anyway. Or...confusing things.
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Someone once told me, the more you see things like this, the more you get used to it. The more you have to. I suppose...with how much you've experienced, and...what you remember experiencing, now, you're at that point now, huh?
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...You're a brave boy, Shirou. A...brave person.
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I appreciate the offer, Shirou. But... I'll think about it. Maybe once I...wrap my mind around more of it.
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But...I think whatever you want to belong to you, can.
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...Are you...really okay with being called that?
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[ He shrugs his shoulders. ] I don't know. Sometimes I want to be separate from this name, but... I wouldn't even know what I'd call myself.
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...When everything's...a little calmer.
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