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[It seems the dressing room is adding to its collection of Rans. What makes this one interesting? Well, let's see...

She evidently hasn't been taking very good care of herself, for starters. She's thin enough for it to be unhealthy, and her eyes are dull and tired-looking. Her clothes are rather plain and neutral, not the bright colours she usually favours, and her hair is suffering the same neglect. Her reactions seem to be affected as well. It takes her a moment to even realize that she's not where she's supposed to be, and it's with more surprise than anything else]

W-where... is this...?

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Y-you...

[karates_doors]

[Ran smiles softly, sympathetically-- no, empathetically-- and shakes her head. She isn't important right now. She's been waiting for this meeting ever since her reconciliation with the ghost of her best friend, and she isn't about to put it off with something as simple as introductions]

It's all right... to want to be with him. To want to remember him.

[Because if she knows her, if she knows herself and the people around her and what they would tell her, she knows that she might be tempted to try and forget Shinichi in those circumstances, to try and block off the pain and force herself to accept the truth in all of its coldness.

She also knows, now, that it would be wrong]

He's not coming back... but you don't have to forget him.

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B-but I--

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B-but it hurts so much...

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[karates_doors]

I know. I know it does.

[Her voice is thick with that same pain, and she doesn't hesitate in reaching out for her other self and pulling her into a hug. They both need it]

But you need to. Because no one else will remember him like you do.

[her voice is shaking with her own unshed tears; she never imagined that this would hurt so badly, that looking into a mirror would make her feel quite so much like someone else]

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