April. [ a mutter. ] Last year. I mean, I suspected by like - earlier. But that's the first time I remembered one of the strifes. Middle of the night. Woke up and went out without a jacket and tried to break into the zoo because I couldn't chill my shit and didn't have anyone to talk to about it.

[ he runs his left hand through his hair again. this time no shades dislodge. ]

I was a little bitch about it for a long time honestly and I didn't like people really touching me so much after that and after shit like that kept coming back or not like suddenly or whatever and I remember flipping out about the scars and how I don't even remember getting all of them just some? And I freaked out on you about the trolls meetup thing because, I don't know, my logic at the time was they might remember - watching, like they used to watch our lives, but this time they'd recognize what was going on and I didn't wanna like. Deal? With Vantas or Ami or whoever knowing that about me. For a long time I figured it was way safer to just not help people remember things just in case they got enough to start in on it with me.

[ it was maybe stupid.

he still doesn't really want to talk about it with the average citizen. ]

You showed up months after and it was like, finally, the best part of everything I remembered and it was. The best day.