"I can...try," he admitted. His Shadow was only going to complain that he kept dodging the issue, he knew it, and if he could explain why he felt that way...maybe they would understand. "I'm just not used to deciding things on my own."
With one glance at the floor, he turned to the others, his Shadow watching them through disgruntled eyes.
"The people the created Tazmily gave my dad the role of a thief that could save the world. My dad planned my entire life around training and saving the world. I didn't decide when to take a break or when to be upset about not getting to play with the other kids. And then I lost my memory, joined a band because they were the only ones who would take me in. If there's one thing I learned growing up, it's that things feel okay if I tell myself that I'm okay."
A glance at the Shadow.
"I don't know if I'm not okay. It's kind of scary having all this freedom and choices. I should do something about my dad. I don't know what. Fight him, I suppose." A shrug. "But...going along with my impulses isn't like getting pushed to murder, right?"
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With one glance at the floor, he turned to the others, his Shadow watching them through disgruntled eyes.
"The people the created Tazmily gave my dad the role of a thief that could save the world. My dad planned my entire life around training and saving the world. I didn't decide when to take a break or when to be upset about not getting to play with the other kids. And then I lost my memory, joined a band because they were the only ones who would take me in. If there's one thing I learned growing up, it's that things feel okay if I tell myself that I'm okay."
A glance at the Shadow.
"I don't know if I'm not okay. It's kind of scary having all this freedom and choices. I should do something about my dad. I don't know what. Fight him, I suppose." A shrug. "But...going along with my impulses isn't like getting pushed to murder, right?"