"No idea!" Botamon replies cheerfully. He's got no clue what's going on, but whatever it is it doesn't seem dangerous.
Nara'a feels his heart stop as he spots the crystal Taiki brings out, and he clutches a hand to his chest. Not only is it Azem's crystal - his crystal - but the memory of using it to bring back the others is still fresh in his mind, painful. His grip tightens around his shirt and he has to force tears back.
Even still, his voice is rough when he responds.
"... That's Azem's soul crystal. Mine, in a way." He looks up, voice barely audible over the clacking of the train. "... Our crystal, isn't it?"
It's the only explanation he can think of. He knows of the reflections, and the way that timelines had shifted due to everything G'raha had done. But this? This is something different. If he has that... then there's no way that he could be anything other than a person in the same position as him. The Warrior of Light.
Not a reflection, not a different timeline... a different world? But a world so close to being the same that the same people were in it. He struggles to find the words to explain, his mind racing with theories, but... none of that matters at the moment.
"... You've been through a lot these past years, haven't you? I... think that I know. I think that I know very well."
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Date: 2022-04-14 01:26 am (UTC)Nara'a feels his heart stop as he spots the crystal Taiki brings out, and he clutches a hand to his chest. Not only is it Azem's crystal - his crystal - but the memory of using it to bring back the others is still fresh in his mind, painful. His grip tightens around his shirt and he has to force tears back.
Even still, his voice is rough when he responds.
"... That's Azem's soul crystal. Mine, in a way." He looks up, voice barely audible over the clacking of the train. "... Our crystal, isn't it?"
It's the only explanation he can think of. He knows of the reflections, and the way that timelines had shifted due to everything G'raha had done. But this? This is something different. If he has that... then there's no way that he could be anything other than a person in the same position as him. The Warrior of Light.
Not a reflection, not a different timeline... a different world? But a world so close to being the same that the same people were in it. He struggles to find the words to explain, his mind racing with theories, but... none of that matters at the moment.
"... You've been through a lot these past years, haven't you? I... think that I know. I think that I know very well."