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A teenage boy with dark hair and glasses steps through one of the many portals into the Nexus and stops dead, looking immediately wary. His eyes fall on the sign, and wariness turns to incredulity as he reads, then to something that looks a lot like exasperated amusement.
"Right," he mutters.
"What do you do when becoming the kind of person you want to be would betray the memory of the person who's most important to you?"
"Right," he mutters.
"What do you do when becoming the kind of person you want to be would betray the memory of the person who's most important to you?"