[For a moment, Yukkie - that's the name she'll use in her head for now - closes her eyes, trying to recall something, anything. The voice that talks to her feels familiar, somehow.
She gets a vague sense that this is someone that she can trust in at least, and yet--]
If I could, I would! Do you think I like being like this?!
[Her voice may come off as a little more frustrated than she'd like, but who can blame her? This problem is affecting her and it bugs her to no avail. Like the idea of forgetting in the first place is agonizingly painful.]
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[For a moment, Yukkie - that's the name she'll use in her head for now - closes her eyes, trying to recall something, anything. The voice that talks to her feels familiar, somehow.
She gets a vague sense that this is someone that she can trust in at least, and yet--]
If I could, I would! Do you think I like being like this?!
[Her voice may come off as a little more frustrated than she'd like, but who can blame her? This problem is affecting her and it bugs her to no avail. Like the idea of forgetting in the first place is agonizingly painful.]