[He forgot completely. That feels like his own kind of betrayal. He'd just gone home for Christmas to never quite come back. They hadn't even properly said goodbye. John said he hated goodbyes. They were for people who'd never be back.
So... so he was right.]
I did and I - I made you suffer. I did it on purpose.
[And he can't even fully understand why. He felt nothing. No remorse, no guilt. Nothing like he is now. Whatever was blocking those sentiments from reaching his brain were lifted by the Professor, and now he's not so sure that was for the best. Not if these are the realizations he's going to be dealing with for the rest of his life.]
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[He forgot completely. That feels like his own kind of betrayal. He'd just gone home for Christmas to never quite come back. They hadn't even properly said goodbye. John said he hated goodbyes. They were for people who'd never be back.
So... so he was right.]
I did and I - I made you suffer. I did it on purpose.
[And he can't even fully understand why. He felt nothing. No remorse, no guilt. Nothing like he is now. Whatever was blocking those sentiments from reaching his brain were lifted by the Professor, and now he's not so sure that was for the best. Not if these are the realizations he's going to be dealing with for the rest of his life.]