This memory seems to take place in a large master suite, where Inaba herself is sitting in a corner--away from the crowd of mostly unfamiliar faces. Inaba herself, compared to the rest of the group is 'transparent'; those who can sense things might be able to tell that the Inaba here is a ghost.
Some people may potentially recognize Emiya Shirou or Nakajima Atsushi - although the latter may look rather different from how most would recognize him - in the crowd and can ask about that, but the focus clearly isn't on either of them at the moment.
A young man approaches Inaba - able to see her in spite of being human as he speaks up, with a calm, reassuring voice:
"...You don't have to go back, if you don't want to."
That causes Inaba to pause.
She leans more into the wall, smiling a bit pitifully.
"You noticed, huh." Of course he did. Her voice is quiet, way too quiet. "Sorry I didn't tell you earlier."
It was true that she was indecisive. After all, she could 'return' to a body--but it wouldn't be her original one. She wouldn't even be human. Those thoughts are audible, and the fear is practically tangible.
The memory blurs for a moment - as if to show that some time has passed - and then she's talking to Atsushi. People will notice that he's also translucent; another ghost.
"I'm...going to take it. I'm going to keep trying, in this world. Even if I mess up, even if I don't get it right...I still have to try. Want to come with me? It might be easier to do, if we both are looking out for each other."
Inaba's quiet.
Contemplative, she eventually speaks, "Can you give me some time to think about it?"
"Alright. I'm going to go ahead and go to the other side, then. I'll wait for you there?"
"If I don't show up within the next hour, just yell for me, or something."
"Alright. If you're still hesitant then, I'll call out for you. But this isn't goodbye. Regardless of your choice, this isn't goodbye."
"Thanks. But... Atsushi. Can I ask you? If you were me. What would you choose? You'd choose to live, right?" She can hear the anxiety in her voice.
"'The mind may err, but never the blood.' I'm afraid of death, Inaba. If given the choice, I would always choose to live. And knowing everyone you have waiting for you in this world, ready to stand by you and keep you from being lonely? I think the choice isn't too difficult."
Inaba's shoulders sag as she lets out a put upon sigh. "You make it sound so easy."
But of course, it's not easy for her.
Not this choice.
Not when it reminds her so much of the things that she despises so much.
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💕 memory two ( cw. inhumanity, suicidal ideation )
Some people may potentially recognize Emiya Shirou or Nakajima Atsushi - although the latter may look rather different from how most would recognize him - in the crowd and can ask about that, but the focus clearly isn't on either of them at the moment.
A young man approaches Inaba - able to see her in spite of being human as he speaks up, with a calm, reassuring voice:
"...You don't have to go back, if you don't want to."
That causes Inaba to pause.
She leans more into the wall, smiling a bit pitifully.
"You noticed, huh." Of course he did. Her voice is quiet, way too quiet. "Sorry I didn't tell you earlier."
It was true that she was indecisive. After all, she could 'return' to a body--but it wouldn't be her original one. She wouldn't even be human. Those thoughts are audible, and the fear is practically tangible.
The memory blurs for a moment - as if to show that some time has passed - and then she's talking to Atsushi. People will notice that he's also translucent; another ghost.
"I'm...going to take it. I'm going to keep trying, in this world. Even if I mess up, even if I don't get it right...I still have to try. Want to come with me? It might be easier to do, if we both are looking out for each other."
Inaba's quiet.
Contemplative, she eventually speaks, "Can you give me some time to think about it?"
"Alright. I'm going to go ahead and go to the other side, then. I'll wait for you there?"
"If I don't show up within the next hour, just yell for me, or something."
"Alright. If you're still hesitant then, I'll call out for you. But this isn't goodbye. Regardless of your choice, this isn't goodbye."
"Thanks. But... Atsushi. Can I ask you? If you were me. What would you choose? You'd choose to live, right?" She can hear the anxiety in her voice.
"'The mind may err, but never the blood.' I'm afraid of death, Inaba. If given the choice, I would always choose to live. And knowing everyone you have waiting for you in this world, ready to stand by you and keep you from being lonely? I think the choice isn't too difficult."
Inaba's shoulders sag as she lets out a put upon sigh. "You make it sound so easy."
But of course, it's not easy for her.
Not this choice.
Not when it reminds her so much of the things that she despises so much.