[He looks down too, trying to think back and coming up with either nothing or painful static other than that one memory... The one he wished never happened yet did anyway.]

...We're the same, even though in my case I'm the original. [He looks up ahead for a moment before turning to meet the other's gaze.] I don't know if it's because of them... or if it just made it easier. The only thing I can remember before meeting my friends was the reason I almost-

[...died.]