"No, it's not..." he struggles with how to explain, words in a language he doesn't understand. The Echo helps him to be understood and to understand, but only if he knows what he's trying to say.
"I think, in some ways, I'm the same way," he manages, "It's just a question of memories. Put in this... new context, I feel like I've been following in my own footsteps without realizing it," he leans into the touch, tilts over until he's resting part of his weight on Phillip, just lightly. "I keep meeting my past, I think, though I can't be sure."
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Date: 2021-07-09 01:08 am (UTC)"I think, in some ways, I'm the same way," he manages, "It's just a question of memories. Put in this... new context, I feel like I've been following in my own footsteps without realizing it," he leans into the touch, tilts over until he's resting part of his weight on Phillip, just lightly. "I keep meeting my past, I think, though I can't be sure."