[ Though Sandalphon clings to rationality like some ideal he can never fully realize himself, he finds himself hoping that Aerith is right. The corrosion of memory isn't natural to him and so neither is his erasure.
He doesn't want to forget the people he's met here... The way he has now forgotten an important face. ]
I hope you're right. My kind have long memories, whether we wish it or not. To lose something that has never so much as dulled is a disturbing notion.
Besides, I've considered that some may seek refuge in other worlds after saving their own. Though that may be a long way off, it'd be distressing to forget where they've come to and why.
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He doesn't want to forget the people he's met here... The way he has now forgotten an important face. ]
I hope you're right. My kind have long memories, whether we wish it or not. To lose something that has never so much as dulled is a disturbing notion.
Besides, I've considered that some may seek refuge in other worlds after saving their own. Though that may be a long way off, it'd be distressing to forget where they've come to and why.