Date: 2024-10-19 02:49 am (UTC)
incomingchoppers: (aw c'mon sir)
Radar swallows. "Yeah. It was me."

No secrets, he thinks. No lies.

"Everything went all funny when those masks started sticking to everybody's faces. I didn't find you right away. You were in a room by yourself when I did, only you weren't alone, not really. I-I didn't know what I was seeing all the time either but I saw three of you in there. You were just a kid. But you were you too, I mean the you in Korea, and you were also..."

He doesn't know how to say this part. It sits heavy in his mouth, on his chest -- not really a secret, but something awful and weighted all the same.

"You were the you from after also."
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