[It feels natural, holding her hand like this. A glimpse of a memory briefly superimposes itself over what he sees, fading yet not forgotten.]

I don't know if I have the right answer for it.

Just like you, I fell into whatever role I was given. I think it was the same for everyone else in that fake city whether they were aware of it or not.

I admit coming back from that reality was kind of tough, but I'm not blaming anyone for not being themselves at the time. I'm not blaming you, either.

...So. I feel like you deserve a chance.