[It was all he could say, for a minute. This was too much even for Otacon to process all at once; first of all, he'd never expected to see Liquid again. That in itself should have made him happy--it did, but that was so overshadowed by everything else that it was hard to tell.]
[He was talking like that again, like the Liquid that Otacon remembered from ten years ago. And it didn't take more than a second to put two and two together. If it looks like a megalomaniac, sounds like a megalomaniac, and acts like a megalomaniac...]
...no way. Y-you're not seriously-
[Otacon had completely and without hesitation believed Liquid could have kicked the laws of reality in the teeth and changed fate. Maybe the ending wouldn't have been happy, but at least no one would have to die. It was tough to admit even now, but he'd liked that idea...that concept of a Shadow Moses that wasn't a complete catastrophe. But this was a harsh slap in the face and a reminder that nothing in the world could ever go that well.]
You at least...remember me, don't you?
[Otacon's voice faltered halfway through that sentence. Honestly, he knew he didn't need to ask. Even if Liquid did remember, this conversation was already doomed to go badly.]
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What?
[It was all he could say, for a minute. This was too much even for Otacon to process all at once; first of all, he'd never expected to see Liquid again. That in itself should have made him happy--it did, but that was so overshadowed by everything else that it was hard to tell.]
[He was talking like that again, like the Liquid that Otacon remembered from ten years ago. And it didn't take more than a second to put two and two together. If it looks like a megalomaniac, sounds like a megalomaniac, and acts like a megalomaniac...]
...no way. Y-you're not seriously-
[Otacon had completely and without hesitation believed Liquid could have kicked the laws of reality in the teeth and changed fate. Maybe the ending wouldn't have been happy, but at least no one would have to die. It was tough to admit even now, but he'd liked that idea...that concept of a Shadow Moses that wasn't a complete catastrophe. But this was a harsh slap in the face and a reminder that nothing in the world could ever go that well.]
You at least...remember me, don't you?
[Otacon's voice faltered halfway through that sentence. Honestly, he knew he didn't need to ask. Even if Liquid did remember, this conversation was already doomed to go badly.]