[ Experience has taught Ann that these weird memories aren't always pleasant ones—there's plenty of darkness to draw from in the world. So she's almost prepared for the worst, though she isn't sure what kind of life Morgana had before he joined up with Akira and Ryuji in Kamoshida's Palace...
But. The sound is one she recognizes well, since she's spent countless hours (seriously, so many hours) trawling through Mementos in the back seat of Morgana's catvan form. ]
That's... us?
[ This could be any moment in Mementos. Seriously, what is up with this—oh. After the memory plays out for them, there's a short silence in which Ann turns and stares at Morgana, her hands on her hips. ]
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But. The sound is one she recognizes well, since she's spent countless hours (seriously, so many hours) trawling through Mementos in the back seat of Morgana's catvan form. ]
That's... us?
[ This could be any moment in Mementos. Seriously, what is up with this—oh. After the memory plays out for them, there's a short silence in which Ann turns and stares at Morgana, her hands on her hips. ]
Mona.