[It's said quietly, in a hushed murmur. Yusei stares intently at the wrapped up octo-limb, like maybe if he looks hard enough he'll find an answer to...any of this. Any of these things happening.]
...It's hard.
[And then he looks straight at Otto again, eyes sharp.]
What about you? [You sounded like him, for a little while there.] When you think about...what could have been.
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[It's said quietly, in a hushed murmur. Yusei stares intently at the wrapped up octo-limb, like maybe if he looks hard enough he'll find an answer to...any of this. Any of these things happening.]
...It's hard.
[And then he looks straight at Otto again, eyes sharp.]
What about you? [You sounded like him, for a little while there.] When you think about...what could have been.