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[ isn't entirely there even when the plane comes to a complete stop; the noise ringing in his head is as painful as he remembers it being, making him sway a bit while pressing a hand to his forehead. the world before his eyes seems to double, triple, merge back into one, then double again, while the blueprint-world throbs in noisy emptiness. makes small whimpering noises when they're walking, barely hanging onto consciousness by focusing on that comforting, erratic heartbeat he knows is near.

gropes around for a smaller hand that he knows is around (but can't remember why it would be right this moment) while mumbling absentmindedly under his breath in german, as if he's welcoming himself back home. ]

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[ pauses. shakes his head, deciding to take another route: ]

When I was created I was made into a set. Twins. His name was Liam. Even if we came out at exactly the same time, he was always considered the oldest one. I always did, anyway. He was... the stronger one. Knew how to handle everything. I always felt safe when I was with him, and he was always there with me.

But then something happened. I don't really remember much about the time leading up to it, but I do remember feeling like something was wrong. It... really happened way too fast, and I was only ten at the time, so I didn't really understand too much of the situation. Liam never told me anything. All I know is that he tried to kill Brianna, and then-- then Albert murdered Liam instead.