[He barely spares a glance Akira's way, obviously more focused on trying to find the source of that sound.]
It's not- it shouldn't be.
[There's no way she of all people would be here-
And, in a way, he's right. She isn't. But there is an illusory boy with his parents, silvery hair and light, though otherwise normal eyes, walking into an equally illusory lab that seems to form around them to meet a robed man who promises him magic, shows him a lonely girl kept isolated in a room, her small body covered in bandaged wounds--
What plays out around them is not a happy story. But the whole while, Ahito can't seem to drag his gaze away, even knowing exactly how it ends.]
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It's not- it shouldn't be.
[There's no way she of all people would be here-
And, in a way, he's right. She isn't. But there is an illusory boy with his parents, silvery hair and light, though otherwise normal eyes, walking into an equally illusory lab that seems to form around them to meet a robed man who promises him magic, shows him a lonely girl kept isolated in a room, her small body covered in bandaged wounds--
What plays out around them is not a happy story. But the whole while, Ahito can't seem to drag his gaze away, even knowing exactly how it ends.]