He was glad that Homura didn't immediately answer him. He needed the moment of silence to gather his thoughts and his composure. The drugs had numbed the feelings which came with the explanation yesterday, but now they were clear and fresh.
"I think she was," he agreed in response to the god. "When I spoke to her, there wasn't any trace that I could see of Marie, just the soldier that she is now. A woman called Soma." He frowned when he mentioned there being more prisoners. "The visitors? I heard about them, but I wasn't certain if they were actors or some kind of trick. But if they're real..." He grimaced at the thought. "I'm sorry that you have someone here too." This place was just as torturous as the laboratory that he'd grown up in, just in a different way.
"She attacked me on sight during lunch yesterday," he explained. "And I understand why the soldier she is would hate me. I've done terrible things in the course of this war. But she's intelligent and I think she might see reason." He hoped so, because he doubted he could stay out of her way forever.
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"I think she was," he agreed in response to the god. "When I spoke to her, there wasn't any trace that I could see of Marie, just the soldier that she is now. A woman called Soma." He frowned when he mentioned there being more prisoners. "The visitors? I heard about them, but I wasn't certain if they were actors or some kind of trick. But if they're real..." He grimaced at the thought. "I'm sorry that you have someone here too." This place was just as torturous as the laboratory that he'd grown up in, just in a different way.
"She attacked me on sight during lunch yesterday," he explained. "And I understand why the soldier she is would hate me. I've done terrible things in the course of this war. But she's intelligent and I think she might see reason." He hoped so, because he doubted he could stay out of her way forever.