[ What was that, exactly? He almost thinks he knows, but it swims out of his grasp, just as he starts to put a name to it. He knows it was bad, though. It feels bad.
Half-turned away, Arcade shakes his head, dismissive. Not quite neutral. ]
Forget about it. There's no point in dwelling. I know that isn't who you are.
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[ What was that, exactly? He almost thinks he knows, but it swims out of his grasp, just as he starts to put a name to it. He knows it was bad, though. It feels bad.
Half-turned away, Arcade shakes his head, dismissive. Not quite neutral. ]
Forget about it. There's no point in dwelling. I know that isn't who you are.