[The words seem to calm Malik, at least enough to pull him back from the verge of depression, but he's far from relaxed. He was anxious, if anything.
He can only nod at Bakura, trying to accept his words.]
...I'll just have to keep trying to remember the truth behind those words.
[From what little he remembers, and what he's being told, Malik has a feeling this uneasiness isn't something that will ever go away. Would he be a better person if he didn't remember who he was? Maybe. But if there's anything he hasn't forgotten how to do, it's as Bakura just told him, that once he's set his mind on something, he won't stop until he has it. He doesn't want to be anybody but himself, good and bad.]
But every time you tell me something, I feel like I gain back small part of myself. It doesn't mean anything yet...but they're like puzzle pieces. Maybe if I get enough, I'll start to see the picture of myself.
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He can only nod at Bakura, trying to accept his words.]
...I'll just have to keep trying to remember the truth behind those words.
[From what little he remembers, and what he's being told, Malik has a feeling this uneasiness isn't something that will ever go away. Would he be a better person if he didn't remember who he was? Maybe. But if there's anything he hasn't forgotten how to do, it's as Bakura just told him, that once he's set his mind on something, he won't stop until he has it. He doesn't want to be anybody but himself, good and bad.]
But every time you tell me something, I feel like I gain back small part of myself. It doesn't mean anything yet...but they're like puzzle pieces. Maybe if I get enough, I'll start to see the picture of myself.