It's a hard question to answer. Even after all this time on the train, Inigo still is never too sure what's similar and what's different between his world and all these other worlds - especially when everything in his world obviously just feels so natural to him.
He closes his eyes for a moment, releasing a slow breath as he thinks.
"We had.. a really pretty field of flowers right outside the castle. I would always go to play there with my mother when I was younger."
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It's a hard question to answer. Even after all this time on the train, Inigo still is never too sure what's similar and what's different between his world and all these other worlds - especially when everything in his world obviously just feels so natural to him.
He closes his eyes for a moment, releasing a slow breath as he thinks.
"We had.. a really pretty field of flowers right outside the castle. I would always go to play there with my mother when I was younger."