[ For a moment, Ranboo is entirely swallowed by their distress and confusion; it blankets and smothers everything else in their mind, any kind of sense or reason. Because it makes no sense. There is no reason. This can't be real. There can't be another of them.
That's... that's not him. Right? That's the easiest explanation. It looks like them, but it's not. Maybe beneath the mask they're totally different. Ranboo tries to calm down their breathing, to focus on Charlie's voice, distant as it seems through their swimming, overlapping thoughts.
Out. Get out... they can do that. There's a chance.
Ranboo doesn't look at the other. He doesn't want to. He just wants to keep believing this is someone else impersonating him. It's easier like that. And the alternative just doesn't make any sense at all. After a moment of catching their breath, steadying themselves, Ranboo nods their head slowly, tries to shift to get their feet beneath them. ]
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[ For a moment, Ranboo is entirely swallowed by their distress and confusion; it blankets and smothers everything else in their mind, any kind of sense or reason. Because it makes no sense. There is no reason. This can't be real. There can't be another of them.
That's... that's not him. Right? That's the easiest explanation. It looks like them, but it's not. Maybe beneath the mask they're totally different. Ranboo tries to calm down their breathing, to focus on Charlie's voice, distant as it seems through their swimming, overlapping thoughts.
Out. Get out... they can do that. There's a chance.
Ranboo doesn't look at the other. He doesn't want to. He just wants to keep believing this is someone else impersonating him. It's easier like that. And the alternative just doesn't make any sense at all. After a moment of catching their breath, steadying themselves, Ranboo nods their head slowly, tries to shift to get their feet beneath them. ]
... okay. Let's-- let's go. Let's just go.