[There's something off about that laugh. It isn't the signature laugh that he's so used to hearing. And yet he can't even begin to analyze what emotion might have been changing it, because Sonic continues and Neo—
Neo's turned back around and closed the distance between them in a heartbeat again, claws going for the hedgehog's throat.
...And yet.
Sonic will not die in this world. He will come back. It's pointless to kill him. Neo will not truly prove he's superior, that he's the real Sonic, if the real one just returns to life like nothing happened.
Sonic, for some inexplicable reason, wants him to live his own life, regardless of what it may entail. Even if it means killing him. The complete lack of self-preservation is baffling enough on its own, but knowing that his counterpart wants something so... so organic for him is just baffling.
Neo's claws click together as he snaps his hand into a fist. He doesn't stab Sonic.
Instead, he turns to leave. There aren't any words to explain anything that just went through his head or why he won't kill Sonic, because frankly, he's not even sure how he's explaining it to himself. So what if he comes back after death here? That just gives him ample time to ensure that the death sticks back home. He has time to prepare and plan for the perfect moment, the one that Sonic won't see coming. He has time to fight, to find those weaknesses that he can exploit and study all the data he can gain from combating Sonic over and over and over again.
He's known this since he first heard it. And yet he never once considered it, and even went so far as to save his loathsome copy.
Asking why is pointless, now. It's over and done with. Just like this conversation.
Neo turns on his heel and storms off, not even bothering to shut the door behind him. So what if it's his apartment? He hardly needs to rest, and he can obtain more supplies to attend to his upkeep elsewhere. He just... He needs to get away from this. He's put entirely too much processing power into questions that don't matter and what-ifs that won't happen.
Who cares about what Sonic the hedgehog wants for him? He certainly doesn't.]
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Neo's turned back around and closed the distance between them in a heartbeat again, claws going for the hedgehog's throat.
...And yet.
Sonic will not die in this world. He will come back. It's pointless to kill him. Neo will not truly prove he's superior, that he's the real Sonic, if the real one just returns to life like nothing happened.
Sonic, for some inexplicable reason, wants him to live his own life, regardless of what it may entail. Even if it means killing him. The complete lack of self-preservation is baffling enough on its own, but knowing that his counterpart wants something so... so organic for him is just baffling.
Neo's claws click together as he snaps his hand into a fist. He doesn't stab Sonic.
Instead, he turns to leave. There aren't any words to explain anything that just went through his head or why he won't kill Sonic, because frankly, he's not even sure how he's explaining it to himself. So what if he comes back after death here? That just gives him ample time to ensure that the death sticks back home. He has time to prepare and plan for the perfect moment, the one that Sonic won't see coming. He has time to fight, to find those weaknesses that he can exploit and study all the data he can gain from combating Sonic over and over and over again.
He's known this since he first heard it. And yet he never once considered it, and even went so far as to save his loathsome copy.
Asking why is pointless, now. It's over and done with. Just like this conversation.
Neo turns on his heel and storms off, not even bothering to shut the door behind him. So what if it's his apartment? He hardly needs to rest, and he can obtain more supplies to attend to his upkeep elsewhere. He just... He needs to get away from this. He's put entirely too much processing power into questions that don't matter and what-ifs that won't happen.
Who cares about what Sonic the hedgehog wants for him? He certainly doesn't.]