Hiroshi maintains a calm expression, but the tone of his voice has dropped into subzero temperatures. "I have, through whatever miserable forces at work, been forced to re-remember the worst night of my life over and over and over, with seemingly no end to the variations. Every possible iteration, every possible way my friends die, or I die, or worse. And you are attempting to find utility in this."
He pushes his glasses up in irritation. "This is not a GIFT I have, you realize. It is a curse. There is nothing to utilize. It simply IS."
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Hiroshi maintains a calm expression, but the tone of his voice has dropped into subzero temperatures. "I have, through whatever miserable forces at work, been forced to re-remember the worst night of my life over and over and over, with seemingly no end to the variations. Every possible iteration, every possible way my friends die, or I die, or worse. And you are attempting to find utility in this."
He pushes his glasses up in irritation. "This is not a GIFT I have, you realize. It is a curse. There is nothing to utilize. It simply IS."