I'd rather not end your life with my hands, Ichijou. [He smiles faintly] Your adoring fans in this universe would never forgive me.
[He opens and closes his mouth, then opens it again.] For some...learning that Lab #3 did nothing at all and was just used as a ruse to convince you all that it was needed in order to send you home... Yeah, that is a shock. Lab #3 was originally meant to house the photos to keep them safe and in one place, and the holographic machines were made up just for show. When Filippo Resarci came in, he wanted the lab nice and close to him, knowing its significance to everyone, and he hung up the photos because he could.
And I...well, I wanted to protect people from the truth. The less you knew, the better off you'd be and you'd be able to forget everything easier when you went home. To send everyone home, I destroyed their pictures and kept the ones of those who had stayed. But it was the sight of the pictures of those who were already sent home that concerned me. There shouldn't have been any in the first place, but...he must have made copies in case he ever wanted to pull them back, to give them another chance and see if this time, they met his criteria for this experiment of his. [He sighs, running his hands through his hair.] That part has baffled me, I'll admit. I didn't even know they could be copied...
Anyway, I didn't say anything then because I still had answers of my own I needed to find. I figured it was better that way.
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[He opens and closes his mouth, then opens it again.] For some...learning that Lab #3 did nothing at all and was just used as a ruse to convince you all that it was needed in order to send you home... Yeah, that is a shock. Lab #3 was originally meant to house the photos to keep them safe and in one place, and the holographic machines were made up just for show. When Filippo Resarci came in, he wanted the lab nice and close to him, knowing its significance to everyone, and he hung up the photos because he could.
And I...well, I wanted to protect people from the truth. The less you knew, the better off you'd be and you'd be able to forget everything easier when you went home. To send everyone home, I destroyed their pictures and kept the ones of those who had stayed. But it was the sight of the pictures of those who were already sent home that concerned me. There shouldn't have been any in the first place, but...he must have made copies in case he ever wanted to pull them back, to give them another chance and see if this time, they met his criteria for this experiment of his. [He sighs, running his hands through his hair.] That part has baffled me, I'll admit. I didn't even know they could be copied...
Anyway, I didn't say anything then because I still had answers of my own I needed to find. I figured it was better that way.