She's dug deep into this memory, and Monika's just confusing Hunk more and more with every word. He's trying to get her out of here, to get her to remember that this has all happened to her before. And she calls him horrible. She talks about sacrifices, about him torturing someone else, about games. And then the panel of light appeared next to her, listing file extensions and his name.
This really was some kind of game. And while that was surprising on its own, Hunk knew that he couldn't back down.
"No." He clenches his eyes shut for a moment, forcing the tears to fall so they'd not obstruct his vision further. If she won't cooperate with gentle pushes, he'll just have to smack the metaphorical computer until it works. "I'm not leaving without you. Not until you remember that this is a memory, that it's already happened, and that you left this in the past."
Hunk sighs, crossing his arms and looking incredibly pensive, more than willing to disregard whatever insults she'd throw at him next. Getting her out of here is more important than his ego, and to do that... "What would it take for you to trust me?"
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This really was some kind of game. And while that was surprising on its own, Hunk knew that he couldn't back down.
"No." He clenches his eyes shut for a moment, forcing the tears to fall so they'd not obstruct his vision further. If she won't cooperate with gentle pushes, he'll just have to smack the metaphorical computer until it works. "I'm not leaving without you. Not until you remember that this is a memory, that it's already happened, and that you left this in the past."
Hunk sighs, crossing his arms and looking incredibly pensive, more than willing to disregard whatever insults she'd throw at him next. Getting her out of here is more important than his ego, and to do that... "What would it take for you to trust me?"