Heh, it's alright. That's really noble of you. Koujaku was similar in that way too...

[ He trails off, glancing from Shiro to the cityscape again. If Kylo Ren hasn't already sunk his claws in, perhaps he could still help... If he couldn't help Koujaku overcome whatever it was he refused to talk about, maybe he could help Shiro with something that felt similar.

Though - only if that's what Shiro wants. ]

Anyway, I'll uh... leave you be. But please think about what I said, if you'd like to uh... do something like that. It... it wouldn't even be the destruction of your memories, if you wanted to keep everything in tact. More like... destruction of the fear, or whatever it is surrounding those memories, so you can look at what's troubling you with some clarity.

[ Fear was certainly one of the swirling emotions Aoba remembers feeling that one fleeting time. Panic, stress, fear of the unknown. He could try to pinpoint those feelings latched to the blurry memories, destroy them, use his powers for good. That would be good... right? It may still be more to think about than what Shiro needs right now. ]

Ah, I'm rambling again... I should just say goodnight. Forgive me.