[he'll come to terms with it eventually. but when he himself can't remember ever having been put in a horrible position, it's just. . . difficult to consolidate what he knows about himself with another version of himself that someone else knew]

[but he's grateful that Magnus is so understanding, and he flashes his fellow camper a lopsided smile]

. . . ah. I see.

[he's quiet for a moment, gaze turning downwards. he looks up again after a moment, though]

It's. . . weird. I can't-- [he gestures. vaguely!!] -- I can't even fathom what kind of situation would ever make me hurt, much less kill someone else. So. . .

[another pause]

Why was he doing it. . .?