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[Oh hey, look, it's that Ryoji! ... Stumbling through a door in the Mall. He doesn't look well at all.]
[It's been... how long since Aigis freaked out at him on the bridge? A week? A week and a half? He's starting to lose his grip on time. His hair is messed, as if he hasn't brushed it in a while, and his face is paler than it normally is. His scarf hangs loosely around his neck, revealing an old, deep scar on his neck.]
[It possessed him. He had felt something growing inside of him, and had hoped that it was a Persona, but it was something else entirely.]
[He doesn't want this. He doesn't want to hurt them. He doesn't want to bring anything.]
[... At least he's here now, away from his world, if only for a little while. Maybe he can rest, without worry that he'll hurt Minato and Minako.]
[His legs give out, and he slumps against the fountain, trying to think of what to do now.]
[It's been... how long since Aigis freaked out at him on the bridge? A week? A week and a half? He's starting to lose his grip on time. His hair is messed, as if he hasn't brushed it in a while, and his face is paler than it normally is. His scarf hangs loosely around his neck, revealing an old, deep scar on his neck.]
[It possessed him. He had felt something growing inside of him, and had hoped that it was a Persona, but it was something else entirely.]
[He doesn't want this. He doesn't want to hurt them. He doesn't want to bring anything.]
[... At least he's here now, away from his world, if only for a little while. Maybe he can rest, without worry that he'll hurt Minato and Minako.]
[His legs give out, and he slumps against the fountain, trying to think of what to do now.]