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[ Yuji is himself, but he's not, too - the reality is that he's as lost in the memory as Geto is, but he's conscious enough of the people he's come to know that he has some recognition of them. When he turns his head, he knows that this is Geto in front of him, but there's so much of that terror and uncertainty bowling him over that he doesn't know how to survive it. ]

Geto-san...

[ Breathing out, he looks down at his mangled hands, feels his heart racing, and he blinks. ]

Hey, Geto-san... I think... I'm going to die soon.