[ He's not going to pry into ... the others memories and reasons for joining. Although he does wonder if the other Yusuke had known them after he joined, or whether their reasons remained secret from him. ]
Yes. Perhaps it would've been better not to have suffered in the first place but... from what I see of these other versions of us, they seem happy and comfortable together. Good that comes from the bad, so to speak. Wishing that away seems cruel.
[ That feeling of comfort and something like family isn't new to him here where he has a real family still with him, and friendships that he cherishes in the same way. The him in his visions had... nothing before then. Just a farce of familial relationships where he was expendable, and knowing it deep down but smothering the fear of it. ]
And then we made the choice to help others where conventional methods could not. Or... they did.
That would depend on what you're wanting me to do. Sketch work alone costs less than a piece with other medium involved, such as digital art or traditional painting.
Then we will start with the sketch work and costs and see where thing go from there. Other information I would involve what you want drawing - more complicated pieces with many figures would cost more.
Neither watercolour or gouache are my usual medium. I have painted in those styles before though, for specific pieces.
[ Akira assumes they all just have a little pow-wow about it, to be honest. As a group, they must have bonded over something... They all seemed so close. He's glad that in that time and now that they're surrounded by friends, good people. ]
What doesn't kill us makes us stronger, right?
[ There's a soft laugh as he closes his eyes. It's a cold night, but the warmth of the bed and two other bodies are great substitutes for a heater. His own bed is above this one; not a far journey, but he can't muster the strength to leave. ]
Would you make the same choice again? As who you are now...
[ He's curious since he knows he would a thousand times over. ]
puzzle pieces? Of something that I don't know the outcome to.
At first, it seemed like it'd be something grand when it was finished, but now that more of them have been put together... I'm not sure I like the picture that's forming.
It may not be you, but it someone who shares your appearance. Even the same personality, and friends. To not empathise would be... concerning.
The pieces build up to form something that seemed to be solid when you had the outer pieces in place, but by the time you have placed the final pieces into that frame you realise it is crumbling, and the picture is wrong and distorted.
[ That alone is enough to make him uncomfortable, immediately. ]
Literally, or more along the lines of an arranged marriage...?
Not that there is much difference in terms of betrayal of your trust, but... you have no context for why?
[ From what he knew of that man, the way he'd stalked Haru through the streets and acted as if he were entitled to her, like a toy he'd bought and purchased.... leaves him feeling cold inside. ]
They do say that suffering makes us stronger, yes. Or it breaks us.
[ yusuke tilts his head back a little, looking at the bottom of akira's bed above them. He hopes that this group, the thieves as it were, were the former - those whose suffering makes them stronger and closer. ]
To defend others in situations similar to my own?
[ ... he wonders. ] We had a lot of opportunities that I don't think we'd have here. Like the palaces, and the anonymity as Persona users. But I would want to help people if I could. No one should feel trapped, or even unaware they are trapped, the way I now see I had been...
I just know he was going to send me to his home, to... make me live with him. I had no say in any of it, and if what he said was anything to go by, I... didn't have a say in a lot of the things he did. It sounded like I had no prior knowledge of this happening, either.
[On the other side, she rubs at the bridge of her nose. This whole thing's been giving her a headache since she woke up.]
I don't know what to think. I hardly knew Papa in this life, so I can't help wondering... if he would've been like this, had he lived.
I think it would be impossible to say if he would be like this here. But if he were, I would certainly not let him pawn you off like a trophy against your will.
... Perhaps it would be better not to consider it too hard until you have all the pieces of the puzzle. Even if that sounds near impossible to do. There can be... small things missing, mere flashes of a memory that change your entire perspective for better or worse.
Until you reach that point, I would be at loathe to see you struggle with a situation you currently only hold fragments of the truth to.
[ He'd had Akira tell him everything at once, but... there had still been that dawning horror when Madarame had gone from a plagiarist to a murderer in less than a second. ]
I know, but you're right - it's hard not to. It's been on my mind since I woke up.
But I know what you mean, about a memory changing perspectives entirely. Before this, I thought I was engaged to that man of my own will, and... I admit, I had a hard time resisting judging myself for it.
Is it considered judging myself if it's another version of me?
In the end, I don't think having those powers or our other identities change our desire to make a difference... If we can't make the same decision without the mask, are we even worthy?
[ Stealing hearts, intervening in conflict, standing up for others—Philosophical questions that don't really matter now, especially when Yusuke shares the same view as him. While he has never felt trapped in this life, others have...
He's quiet for some time, edging to five minutes of silence. Most people would assume he's fallen asleep, but: ]
You know what would be good in this kind of weather?
Maybe? I confess I'm not sure if these people are alternates of us, or... from a time and place we do not remember, or merely elaborate visions created by Retrospec to confuse us.
They look and act like us, but are we responsible for their actions as much as we are ou own? I'm not sure.
... Although if I were to find out this other version of myself were engaged to someon as crude as the man you have described, I don't think I would be too impressed of other!me.
[ There are more ways to help people than metaphorically stealing hearts and targeting those who abuse powers ... it's true. If he can help, he'd always want to, he thinks. ]
... As long as we still want to help people, that's a good sign. That we're "worthy" if you will.
[ The following silence is thoughtful but not uncomfortable, he thinks. He can feel that familiar heaviness through his eyelids, dragging them slowly and peacefully downwards.
...
Until he silence is broken again. ]
Hm? ... ... ... I have no idea, what would be good in this kind of weather?
It's... a small comfort, at least, that I wouldn't pursue someone like that of my own will.
[It still makes her uncomfortable to go outside when it's a foggy day. She keeps thinking that man will find her again, even though she knows it's over.]
And... I know you said we shouldn't make assumptions based on what little memories we have, but I believe we try to change his heart? Her father's, I mean.
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