[ Ratio watches from his peripheral view as the fight becomes more frantic. As everything bursts into flames and people start to run, and how Silco is trying to process everything around him, all while the veil of the memory lifts from his eyes and he starts to see clearly.
And then they're both back where they belong. Back under the sands, hunting kaiju, and not in the middle of a socioeconomic uprising.
Anger. He isn't surprised to see that written all over Silco's face. The memory isn't one he would think the other would ever voluntarily share if asked. ]
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And then they're both back where they belong. Back under the sands, hunting kaiju, and not in the middle of a socioeconomic uprising.
Anger. He isn't surprised to see that written all over Silco's face. The memory isn't one he would think the other would ever voluntarily share if asked. ]
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