[ Skyler doesn't say anything for a second. He, unfortunately, has had enough time to sort out the metaphysics of what Sora thinks happened to them, and he understands at least enough to get the gist of how they both kinda fucked up. How he, specifically, fucked up.

He is really struggling to care though. They're dead. They're dead. Consequences happened. What does it matter that being a better person would have saved his life if in the here and now - or, at least, as of three weeks ago - Sora had died with assault knives pincushioned in his back and nothing but regret in his heart? ]

Reincarnation. Soul shit. [ He rubs his face with his sleeve. Realistically, he probably should not be giving this motherfucker the blessed time of day, but honestly, this is the nicest conversation with a guy who wasn't trying to be his surrogate uncle in... years. Probably. He can spare some honesty. ] I started getting memories from him three years back. Started changing my body. Got powers. It was kind of cool, except for the bodysnatching part. He took over a year ago. [ ... A shrug. ] Got tired of fighting it. I gave up. Bitch move, I guess.