[ He can tell her exactly who he is too. A man with no name, no past, no future, and no memories of his own. All he’s got is a head full of someone else and those thoughts are so toxic that they make it difficult for him to think. ]
Then maybe accept that I’m trying to do the best I can too.
[ Does she know that they’re clones? Maybe. He hasn’t asked and on the off-chance that she doesn’t know, he’s not going to be the one to break it to her. It’s enough of a mindfuck for him. He’s not going to impose it on anyone else. ]
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Then maybe accept that I’m trying to do the best I can too.
[ Does she know that they’re clones? Maybe. He hasn’t asked and on the off-chance that she doesn’t know, he’s not going to be the one to break it to her. It’s enough of a mindfuck for him. He’s not going to impose it on anyone else. ]
I just don’t have a lot to work with right now.