[Yeah...hearing Lan like this is almost unbearable, but you know you can't let that stop you. You know that, if you do, it'll be the end for both of you, and all of this will have been for nothing. So you steel yourself to the idea, and you push forward with it. "Cut that out! Lan, these are my final words as--" Your real name. He needs that right now. (Something in the memory falters imperceptibly, and skips before the name quite filters through, but--) "Lan, you have to go on living, and have a future! I will...always be with you...."
"No--!" (Another tiny skip.) "I can't do that!" You can feel Lan crumpling under the weight of it, the idea...but you push forward to console him the best you can anyway. (The memory skips again, flickering, filtering--)
"--Meeting you, playing with you, fighting with you...every day I spent with you was a happy one. And finally I've been able to meet you face-to-face...I've never been happier...Lan, you will be able to make so many more people happy! I'm so proud to have--" (A longer flicker, this time.) But Lan's voice, cracking...
"But...but..."
"And now I must speak as Megaman." Because Lan needs that, too, and you know this. And it feels right--and you feel a bit less scared, now. "Just because I'm gone, don't you skip your homework! And learn how to wake up by yourself!"
"...I can't do it, Megaman. I'll do my homework! I'll wake up by myself! Just--don't leave me!"
That hurts too, the sound of it. But you think you're ready now. And, in a way beyond the link of Full Synchro, you know that Lan's ready too. "Lan, nothing could replace the days I spent with you. Thank you!"
You draw in every bit of courage you've ever had, and you reach into that part of you that all Navis have, the part that Navis only think of when the worst has come to pass and there's nothing else to be done--and you always were very strong, anyway, and you know this should be more than enough. You pull every last bit of that strength and that energy into yourself, and you let it go.
And it bursts and it hurts but Lan is gone. Safe.
"Goodbye, Lan!" You're not even sure if you said it out loud, the pain folding in on you and the blackness sinking into your thoughts--it's frightening. It will never not be frightening. But it's familiar, too, because you already know this feeling. You never forgot. And in the end....]
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"No--!" (Another tiny skip.) "I can't do that!" You can feel Lan crumpling under the weight of it, the idea...but you push forward to console him the best you can anyway. (The memory skips again, flickering, filtering--)
"--Meeting you, playing with you, fighting with you...every day I spent with you was a happy one. And finally I've been able to meet you face-to-face...I've never been happier...Lan, you will be able to make so many more people happy! I'm so proud to have--" (A longer flicker, this time.) But Lan's voice, cracking...
"But...but..."
"And now I must speak as Megaman." Because Lan needs that, too, and you know this. And it feels right--and you feel a bit less scared, now. "Just because I'm gone, don't you skip your homework! And learn how to wake up by yourself!"
"...I can't do it, Megaman. I'll do my homework! I'll wake up by myself! Just--don't leave me!"
That hurts too, the sound of it. But you think you're ready now. And, in a way beyond the link of Full Synchro, you know that Lan's ready too. "Lan, nothing could replace the days I spent with you. Thank you!"
You draw in every bit of courage you've ever had, and you reach into that part of you that all Navis have, the part that Navis only think of when the worst has come to pass and there's nothing else to be done--and you always were very strong, anyway, and you know this should be more than enough. You pull every last bit of that strength and that energy into yourself, and you let it go.
And it bursts and it hurts but Lan is gone. Safe.
"Goodbye, Lan!" You're not even sure if you said it out loud, the pain folding in on you and the blackness sinking into your thoughts--it's frightening. It will never not be frightening. But it's familiar, too, because you already know this feeling. You never forgot. And in the end....]