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[ Hei had only been listening to the network out of habit, a bad trait in most, a hazard of the occupation in Hei's. And it's with a slow sinking dread that he recognizes the question, the paradox that's being poised and knows it for more then a simple hypothetical.
It was his reality.
He concentrated on breathing, keeping it steady as he reached up to flick on his network comm device to an audio channel, staring with intensity at the wall in front of him. Because to do otherwise would be to crack. His voice when it comes over the line is light even if it is devoid of most emotion. He had always been good at this kind of dissemination. It was what he was known for. ]
If I would... [ there was a tiny pause on his end of the line and then a rustle. ] If I could forget as well, I might. [ except that he never forgot. He remembered every single person who's memory he had erased and those that he had failed. ]