That makes it easier, then. “I lived there. Not Japan, but Earth. Los Angeles, which is in the United States. Year was 1992. Lots of cars, lots of pollution. People just living their daily lives, I guess. Me too. Not everyday was like... violent...”
He's biting his lip and staring down at the ground. Not because he died violently, although he did, but because he too was violent, and in fact has killed an innocent woman. It was an accident, but that makes no difference. That is just one of several really bad mistakes.
“I had a really good life,” he assures her. Good, of course, being relative, but yeah. All the same, there's no desire to return.
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He's biting his lip and staring down at the ground. Not because he died violently, although he did, but because he too was violent, and in fact has killed an innocent woman. It was an accident, but that makes no difference. That is just one of several really bad mistakes.
“I had a really good life,” he assures her. Good, of course, being relative, but yeah. All the same, there's no desire to return.