[The Batter watches Ren turn the seashells in his hand, waiting for something that he can't give. As far as the purifier remembers he's been like this. Pretty flowers and seashells won't bring it back. A change of heart would not stop the flow of a disease-riddled world and the only salvation the Batter could bring.
It would not save him. Nothing but the end could, an end he could not be given here.
And as a result, he felt less and less real as the days went by. "I'm here.", feeling the words out once he stepped into Hugo's room for the last time.
"Look. He has your eyes."
"They are full of fear."]
...it will not change anything.
[You cannot change a windup toy's feelings Ren. It's impossible.]
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It would not save him. Nothing but the end could, an end he could not be given here.
And as a result, he felt less and less real as the days went by. "I'm here.", feeling the words out once he stepped into Hugo's room for the last time.
"Look. He has your eyes."
"They are full of fear."]
...it will not change anything.
[You cannot change a windup toy's feelings Ren. It's impossible.]