[The response is immediate; Mami shakes her head in a slow, tired way that nonetheless speaks of a stubborn refusal.] I'm sure I'll make new friends, and maybe I'll be happy one day. But....no, I can't do that first thing.
[A pause, and there's a softly wounded edge to her voice when she speaks again.]
I don't want to forget the ones I care about. Even if it hurts to remember, I don't want to run away from those memories. So please, don't ask something like that of me.
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[The response is immediate; Mami shakes her head in a slow, tired way that nonetheless speaks of a stubborn refusal.] I'm sure I'll make new friends, and maybe I'll be happy one day. But....no, I can't do that first thing.
[A pause, and there's a softly wounded edge to her voice when she speaks again.]
I don't want to forget the ones I care about. Even if it hurts to remember, I don't want to run away from those memories. So please, don't ask something like that of me.