Trace: It’s because I lost control again, that night at the tower. I let you down again.
Flora: No! It’s not that. That wasn’t your fault. The Templar made you change like that!
Trace: Then what?
Trace: Is it the hand? I can tell every time you look at me that something is bothering you. What is it?
Flora: It’s… I’m not sure…
Trace: Flora, it’s alright. Whatever it is, you know you can trust me.
Trace: I’ve been thinking a lot, too, since that night…
Trace: The more I learn about my past, the more I’ve come to realize how much better off I am now without it. I used to want to remember. But being told just made me realize the terrible person I’d been. I understand now that losing it all was the best thing to happen to me. So I’ve decided I’m not going to let myself do anything to put us at risk anymore.
Flora: W-what do you mean?
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