Ah, so it was as Sanzo had thought. The more they had wandered, the more likely they were to have the cave start reading into their pasts. And as a people group, it would interchange both of their thoughts.
The scenery was oddly nostalgic.
More decorative, obviously the home of someone who came from a position of prestige and wealth, but this style was enough to give Sanzo an idea of how similar the places they both grew up were.
And then he saw the child, people surrounding him, trying to ease his worries.
He was very young, but he was almost sure he knew who that child was.
"So this didn't happen at just the memory caves then? Other instances caused us to look into others' moments upon the Voidtrecker?"
He knew how tough it was to display something vulnerable like this before others. Rather than question it, he knew it would be best to keep the conversation on what it was.
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The scenery was oddly nostalgic.
More decorative, obviously the home of someone who came from a position of prestige and wealth, but this style was enough to give Sanzo an idea of how similar the places they both grew up were.
And then he saw the child, people surrounding him, trying to ease his worries.
He was very young, but he was almost sure he knew who that child was.
"So this didn't happen at just the memory caves then? Other instances caused us to look into others' moments upon the Voidtrecker?"
He knew how tough it was to display something vulnerable like this before others. Rather than question it, he knew it would be best to keep the conversation on what it was.