[It isn't as simple as asking someone else what to do. He knows that. And if anyone tried to tell him what to do, he'd likely get contrary about it. So he knows her words are right, and yet it doesn't stop the sinking feeling in him. The feeling that he's going to have to choose and live with that choice, and he doesn't know what the correct choice is anymore.
The fact that there isn't one clear-cut, obviously correct choice is already a damnation in and of itself. How does he live with doubt, when his entire remembered life has been tirelessly working towards that one singular goal?
What would make you happiest? She asks, like he could have an answer to that. He doesn't know. The things that have made him happy here are the people, and being accepted by them. "Zvei" has them, but his (true?) self does not. Maybe they wouldn't leave. Maybe everything would still work out just fine. But what if the puzzle pieces no longer fit together, and he's changed too much?
But on the flip side of that, is he truly fine being "Zvei", when he's spent the past seven years desperately trying to find his memories to escape "Zvei"?]
...Even knowing all of my flaws, you'd say that?
[It's not that he doubted her confession earlier. It's just... he needs to hear it. He needs to hear that Zvei means the world to her, because that's—]
Even if I never change, never am able to do any better... Even if I always struggle with feelings and empathy and understanding others... You'll still love me?
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The fact that there isn't one clear-cut, obviously correct choice is already a damnation in and of itself. How does he live with doubt, when his entire remembered life has been tirelessly working towards that one singular goal?
What would make you happiest? She asks, like he could have an answer to that. He doesn't know. The things that have made him happy here are the people, and being accepted by them. "Zvei" has them, but his (true?) self does not. Maybe they wouldn't leave. Maybe everything would still work out just fine. But what if the puzzle pieces no longer fit together, and he's changed too much?
But on the flip side of that, is he truly fine being "Zvei", when he's spent the past seven years desperately trying to find his memories to escape "Zvei"?]
...Even knowing all of my flaws, you'd say that?
[It's not that he doubted her confession earlier. It's just... he needs to hear it. He needs to hear that Zvei means the world to her, because that's—]
Even if I never change, never am able to do any better... Even if I always struggle with feelings and empathy and understanding others... You'll still love me?