Nico stays quiet, doesn't answer him for a while. mostly because he's wracking his brain for anything but what he's coming up with. but he can't. because sure, he has what memories were there back home, but wasn't it just as easy for mirror Nico to have passably similar enough ones to list off things that happened? after all, he doesn't know what they had in common or not.
he can feel his chest tighten at the memory, because he wants to keep it there. he wants to keep it in the back of his mind where it can't be ruined by this or anything else. but he doesn't know what else to reach for, what else could have happened where mirrors would never see. ]
When we were in the high school with fake memories. [ he pauses, hesitating. ] One more. I asked you for one more.
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Nico stays quiet, doesn't answer him for a while. mostly because he's wracking his brain for anything but what he's coming up with. but he can't. because sure, he has what memories were there back home, but wasn't it just as easy for mirror Nico to have passably similar enough ones to list off things that happened? after all, he doesn't know what they had in common or not.
he can feel his chest tighten at the memory, because he wants to keep it there. he wants to keep it in the back of his mind where it can't be ruined by this or anything else. but he doesn't know what else to reach for, what else could have happened where mirrors would never see. ]
When we were in the high school with fake memories. [ he pauses, hesitating. ] One more. I asked you for one more.