[So he misunderstood what Bakugo was saying about the people from his world. It still doesn't change that the House being able to pull people from different time points is the most likely explanation. But what about putting them back? If they can do that, too, and that's what happens when people complete their 52 board and get sent home (assuming anyone really does get sent home), then that would mean time really is frozen on the outside. The world isn't moving on without you while you're stuck here. Hiyori could go back home and perform in SS and he wouldn't have missed the competition or left Nagisa and his fans alone for months.
Still. To lose all his memories...
He's quiet for another moment, his head swirling with dark thoughts. Those aren't going to go away anytime soon. But the conspicuous silence on Bakugo's end, followed by him talking about beating up the House or whoever, snaps him out of it. Bakugo shouldn't have to be the reasonable one here. He picks his head up, schooling his expression into something more neutral.]
First we have to actually get home. That other stuff won't matter until we find a way to accomplish that.
[He's telling himself this as much as Bakugo.]
But even that can come later, since right now we need a cart! So, let's take care of that first of all.
[And then he starts to walk again.
He seems to have regained his usual energy. Still, he's sorry he showed the other boy an unpleasant face.
It's not like anything is confirmed. They do still need to find a way home. And he can even see where it might be beneficial to lose his memories of this place—that way, his friends and family and fans won't notice anything amiss when he gets back. He'll be the same "Hiyori Tomoe" he was before, completely unchanged, like one of those statues frozen in time and then brought to life again.
But he thinks about his partner, up in his room, and he can't help the tugging on his heartstrings or the tightness in his throat. It's almost suffocating. Are they just toys to be played around with...?]
... you know. Someone told me they brought us here to "change our fate."
[He speaks up again after a moment. Although he's the one who suggested moving on, he ends up bringing the subject back up again anyway.]
By meeting people from other worlds, whom we never would've met otherwise, our fate supposedly changes. I don't know what that means exactly, but it does make me wonder what point there is when we're bound to forget in the end.
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Still. To lose all his memories...
He's quiet for another moment, his head swirling with dark thoughts. Those aren't going to go away anytime soon. But the conspicuous silence on Bakugo's end, followed by him talking about beating up the House or whoever, snaps him out of it. Bakugo shouldn't have to be the reasonable one here. He picks his head up, schooling his expression into something more neutral.]
First we have to actually get home. That other stuff won't matter until we find a way to accomplish that.
[He's telling himself this as much as Bakugo.]
But even that can come later, since right now we need a cart! So, let's take care of that first of all.
[And then he starts to walk again.
He seems to have regained his usual energy. Still, he's sorry he showed the other boy an unpleasant face.
It's not like anything is confirmed. They do still need to find a way home. And he can even see where it might be beneficial to lose his memories of this place—that way, his friends and family and fans won't notice anything amiss when he gets back. He'll be the same "Hiyori Tomoe" he was before, completely unchanged, like one of those statues frozen in time and then brought to life again.
But he thinks about his partner, up in his room, and he can't help the tugging on his heartstrings or the tightness in his throat. It's almost suffocating. Are they just toys to be played around with...?]
... you know. Someone told me they brought us here to "change our fate."
[He speaks up again after a moment. Although he's the one who suggested moving on, he ends up bringing the subject back up again anyway.]
By meeting people from other worlds, whom we never would've met otherwise, our fate supposedly changes. I don't know what that means exactly, but it does make me wonder what point there is when we're bound to forget in the end.