[ He falls quiet, an air of consideration permeating the link, though there is something more that lurks in the connection – something he is trying to keep safely tucked away, but he can hardly keep it from her. He could never keep anything from her.
It's... a sense of shame. ]
Terra, when you showed me your Esper form, were you worried that I'd hate you?
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It's... a sense of shame. ]
Terra, when you showed me your Esper form, were you worried that I'd hate you?