this, then, was mob's memory loss. a loss of, if you will... innocence. belief.]
Me, too.
I miss believing in that sort of thing whole-heartedly. That everything will be okay.
I suppose that's what I meant, when I said that both could be correct. That we can know the truth. Acknowledge, and work to adapt to it—but also hope for the best. Tell ourselves that everything will be okay—and work towards making it true. That it's not... that it doesn't have to just complacency in words.
[gently, she puts a hand on mob's shoulder.]
Finding the balance between those... I think, for myself, was a part of growing up.
[Not exactly, but sort of. He doesn't know exactly what he lost, just that it's gone.
He leans into her touch, feeling not very grown up at all. He wants to be a child who can confide all of his fears and feelings into a trusted adult. But that's not really possible anymore, is it?]
I. . . I don't know how to decide for myself what's right and what's wrong. I try to listen, but everyone says things that make sense, even when they're different, so. . .
It was easy, to just do what Master Reigen said. But if I decide for myself, and I choose the wrong thing - it's always scared me.
You know, that's exactly how I feel, too. Exactly like that.
Making the choice, choosing the wrong one—I know how it feels to be frozen with indecision. The next right thing—that is, what feels right to you—I think that's all we can expect of ourselves.
[...]
To be honest, I don't know what I'm going to do in the future, right now. I can't see that far ahead. But I know that I'll make the choice that I think is best—even if others don't agree.
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this, then, was mob's memory loss. a loss of, if you will... innocence. belief.]
Me, too.
I miss believing in that sort of thing whole-heartedly. That everything will be okay.
I suppose that's what I meant, when I said that both could be correct. That we can know the truth. Acknowledge, and work to adapt to it—but also hope for the best. Tell ourselves that everything will be okay—and work towards making it true. That it's not... that it doesn't have to just complacency in words.
[gently, she puts a hand on mob's shoulder.]
Finding the balance between those... I think, for myself, was a part of growing up.
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He leans into her touch, feeling not very grown up at all. He wants to be a child who can confide all of his fears and feelings into a trusted adult. But that's not really possible anymore, is it?]
I. . . I don't know how to decide for myself what's right and what's wrong. I try to listen, but everyone says things that make sense, even when they're different, so. . .
It was easy, to just do what Master Reigen said. But if I decide for myself, and I choose the wrong thing - it's always scared me.
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Making the choice, choosing the wrong one—I know how it feels to be frozen with indecision. The next right thing—that is, what feels right to you—I think that's all we can expect of ourselves.
[...]
To be honest, I don't know what I'm going to do in the future, right now. I can't see that far ahead. But I know that I'll make the choice that I think is best—even if others don't agree.
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[He sounds really lost.]
I don't know anything. Everything seems wrong.
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[...]
What would you like to do? What feels right, right now, for you?
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and then mob betrayed her!!!!!!]