"Do you think Mic Nor and Michael are different people?"
Michael opened his mouth. Then paused. Because he didn't actually know.
Arianne continued before he could answer.
"When you spoke to me. Was it Michael speaking?"
"Yes."
"When you saved me?"
"Yes."
"When you carried me?"
Michael's ears immediately turned slightly red.
"Yes."
"When you crossed an empire for me?"
Michael sighed.
"Yes."
"When you brought me back to life?"
"Yes."
"Then where exactly is this different person?"
Michael froze.
Arianne watched his expression. Then shook her head.
"You keep talking as though there are two people." Her voice became gentler. "But every memory I have belongs to the same person."
Michael fell silent. Because for the first time since this entire conversation began, he realized she might have been looking at the situation very differently from him.
Arianne slowly took another bite of chocolate.
Crunch.
