[Anyone connected to his old life probably had every reason to hate him, and want him dead. Tetsuo never much liked himself; why would anyone else? If the person who tried the hardest, did the most to say he cared... what's that say about everyone else? It's hard to understand why, now. The more he looks back, the less reason he can find...
It just doesn't add up anymore. Hazel actually sounds upset, too, adding to all of this
Breathing out a sigh, Tetsuo hesitates. Then, very quietly...]
...You remember that bike I had? I didn't steal it or anything. Pan gave it to me.
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It just doesn't add up anymore. Hazel actually sounds upset, too, adding to all of this
Breathing out a sigh, Tetsuo hesitates. Then, very quietly...]
...You remember that bike I had? I didn't steal it or anything. Pan gave it to me.