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I know that.

[To the first part, though he doesn't sound as argumentative about it as he could. He's just saying he gets it. Besides, he's more interested in hearing Yosuke explain what the fuck happened in the other dimension.]

Well, that's effin' terrifying, man.

[He would not like it if he ran into a creature that's a hybrid of people several of them knew. Thanks. (This is just a transmorphed Persona....?)]

Beats the hell outta me. [Please pursue higher ed, you will do way better than Ryuji.] Okay, so... hold on, let's go over it:

The first place--with the spiders 'n the candy house 'n shit, then the freaky church and the fancy dinner. What do those have to do with this? The damn court trial, the gallows. And all of them have some weird place that show... memories, right? Feels like we're in damn Alice in Wonderland.

[ there's a little inhale, and a forced exhale. ]

Right, sorry. [ his nerves are still fairly rattled but that's not ryuji's fault and it's not fair to get agitated with him. he'd be asking similar questions and making similar points if their situations were reversed. ] But yeah it was, it was... it took a lot to bring it down. That's what worries me the most, we already know there are people here who can't fight. Two of our guys had to hang back to stay safe.

[ and that was probably the one way to get him to brush past the fact he was killing something with saki's face. but okay. ryuji starts laying out facts and yosuke's picking at a piece of shredding fabric dangling off of one of his wounds while he thinks this through. ]

You mean besides things that wanted to eat us and point out our shortcomings? [ dry. ] It's like... it's like everything here wants to push us to our limits and force us to confront ourselves all over again. Like we're meant to reflect on our choices, both good and bad.

[ HE ALREADY CONFRONTED HIS OTHER SELF!! LEAVE HIM ALONE!! but there's another pause. ]

... makes me think of what that god said while we were in that other world. [ was it the god? he's not even sure now. ] "The truth waits for those with the ability to endure. You have lasted long. How much longer can you go?" And... it always feels like we're being told we have to go further into the maze, doesn't it? Have you felt that, too?

[After a bit, in the middle of Yosuke talking, Ryuji's legs start bothering him while crowded, and he deadass just flops down onto his ass on the ground beside Yosuke.

He is still WORRIED ABOUT YOUR DUMBASS FOOT AND EVERYTHING.]

We sure as hell are havin' to make a lot of choices.

[Thanks a lot!!! He hates it!! He glances at Yosuke, rubs the back of his neck.]

Don't listen to gods, man. Half of what they've always said is bullshit, you know. [He frowns a little.] Yeah... I've felt it, too.

It's, like... I'm missin' somethin', but can't remember what, and I have to keep goin' to find it.

[ welcome. he seems totally fine with ryuji joining him but there's a note of concern in his face as he directly stares at the leggy. bro, he watched kamoshida break that thing. ]

Make a lot of choices, think about past choices, all of it. Why? What's the point of reflecting on the ones we already made? Why are these choices even coming up now?

[ there's a snort though, soft yet tired. ]

I know it is. But when we were there... all of it felt so real. All that mattered to me was actually making the trip up the mountain to try and kill this god, mostly because of the bullshit they were putting the village through. [ he reaches down to fiddle with the laces of his singular boot to give his hands something to do. ]

... what if what we're missing is actually bad? [ what if they're walking right into a trap. ]

[Yosuke has NO room to talk about HIS leggy when Yosuke is sitting there with THAT FOOT. SO SHUT UP, YOSUKE!! Slaps his foot (no, he doesn't).]

Ain't our lives always about damn choices?

[Deciding who you are, deciding who you'd become, who you where. I am thou, thou art I stuff. Annoying. He huffs out a sigh, picking at the edge of his shoe.]

Bad? Like... Our evil selves, or somethin'? I dunno, dude. Would this place really be forcin' us to find something bad? To do what, get rid of it?

[ there's a hum because yes, their lives are always about choices. granted his head snaps up so fucking fast he hisses at the sudden movement. ]

I already did that. [ he growls a little. no!! he doesn't want to face his shadow again, fuck!! ] And I don't know, maybe? If we can't remember why we're here, who says we didn't agree to get rid of something in exchange for whatever we actually came for?

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