[ There are two Eichi's swooning in his living room, and Keito barely has enough hands to take care of one. He hurries to the 'new' Eichi's side at first, hovering anxiously as he makes sure he doesn't simply collapse. He's ready to help him up and guide him elsewhere, but then the 'old' Eichi is slumping against the wall and Keito hurries to his side, too, making sure to usher him to the couch so that he can rest properly. ]
This is a-- skin. A digital skin.
[ Robots aren't this lifelike, and a clone this accurate wouldn't be allowed to roam free even if it did exist. That means this can only be some impostor that got a hold of a skin that makes him look like Eichi... for some reason? Even if it's the most likely of the possibilities, it still seems kind of silly. What's the point?
Even so, Keito turns to look at the newcomer. ]
Who are you? What do you want?
[ He tries to go for 'firm', but he mostly just sounds confused and a little anxious. Even if he tells himself the new Eichi is a fake, he looks, acts, feels, and even smells like the one Keito knows. Seeing him in such a poor state isn't easy. ]
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This is a-- skin. A digital skin.
[ Robots aren't this lifelike, and a clone this accurate wouldn't be allowed to roam free even if it did exist. That means this can only be some impostor that got a hold of a skin that makes him look like Eichi... for some reason? Even if it's the most likely of the possibilities, it still seems kind of silly. What's the point?
Even so, Keito turns to look at the newcomer. ]
Who are you? What do you want?
[ He tries to go for 'firm', but he mostly just sounds confused and a little anxious. Even if he tells himself the new Eichi is a fake, he looks, acts, feels, and even smells like the one Keito knows. Seeing him in such a poor state isn't easy. ]