It was in a war. Everyone was shooting each other, it's not like there was a way around it.
[ He sounds defensive. Mostly because he is.
But at the same time...he sounds a lot more uncertain and, frankly, pretty uncomfortable. ]
Except for this one thing. I...there was this one time I remember throwing a knife through a man's throat and killing him. Someone was telling me afterwards that I didn't have a choice and I did what I had to do, but...I don't know who he was. Or why I was doing it, or anything. I know I felt bad though.
[ And he still does, honestly. It's supremely messed up--it's the first hallucinomemory he ever got, and it's the one he's never said a word about until just now. It feels good to admit to it but mortifying at the same time. ]
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[ He sounds defensive. Mostly because he is.
But at the same time...he sounds a lot more uncertain and, frankly, pretty uncomfortable. ]
Except for this one thing. I...there was this one time I remember throwing a knife through a man's throat and killing him. Someone was telling me afterwards that I didn't have a choice and I did what I had to do, but...I don't know who he was. Or why I was doing it, or anything. I know I felt bad though.
[ And he still does, honestly. It's supremely messed up--it's the first hallucinomemory he ever got, and it's the one he's never said a word about until just now. It feels good to admit to it but mortifying at the same time. ]