She sighed as she kept walking, hoping he would leave, she was wrong again. He didn't leave. He just kept coming towards her. She stopped as she felt a hand on her shoulder and turned around, acting confused, "Yes?"

(kind of tempted to toss a red hearing song into the mix for the detective to get confused about, maby this, iust ignore the outro after 4:23, what do you guys think ? XD )

He remained frozen, his mind blank, there was so much to say, so much to know, but he coudnt voice any of it, nothing at all. His hand still gripping her shoulder, confirming that this was real, he wasnt going insane. "It-it's real... it's you... you are..."

"Uhm, I'm sorry? I don't know who you think I am, but I can assure you, I am not who you think I am." She kept up her confused act, but looked at him as if telling him to go along with it. She hoped he would get the hint as her expression was pretty obvious.

Still too choked up to proprely respond he could only make a few inchoerent sounds until his mind caugh up to the situation. Well, sort of, there was alot of emotions still swirling through his head, mostly fear that his friend was going to vanish once more if he let go but he was able to piece a few words as he painfully pry each fingers of her shoulder. "O-oh... ok..."

She smiled at him gently before handing him a paper which she has had for an occasion where she met her bandmates, it had her new phone number on it along with a few socials that she doesn't really use. She gave him a gentle pat on the head as she usually would under normal circumstances before saying goodbye and walking away.

Once more he was rendered unable to say a word as she left, holding shakilly the piece of paper as his well carfte walls threatened to come crashing down. Tightening his grip around the only remaining memory of his encounter, it took everything he had not to keep following her like a lost puppy, instead opting to go back home. Part of him wanted to alert the detective on the case but... right now he would probably just make a fool of himself.

Terra felt so bad, hoping for Aaron to text her later on, really wanting to talk to him again. It would be a lie if she said she didn't have an interest in him before her falling out with her identity. She still did. Maybe a bit more now.

He could bearly held a blank stare until he get back, he wanted nothing more then to go home and hide from everything for a while but he had things to do, places to be at so despite the numbing static that was rushing through his mind he still got to the studio. Of course he wasnt expecting anyone to be there, just him and his instrument for a while, the grind never truely stop.

Once inside, he turned the recording off, sure anyone going next door would hear him but he didnt realy cared. He sat down on a stool and started to play, letting it drag on for a while before adding his voice to the thing. He wasnt good, at least not by his stendard tho again, he realy didnt cared at the moment as he sung.

" Lay your heart into my perfect machine
I will show you what you wanted to see
Just a mirror till I get what I need
The reverie was not of me
You never saw nothing
Never saw nothing

Im just a liar without deceiving
Im just a broken clown
Make believing
I shouldve let you know you shouldve ran for cover
I'm just a parlor trick, a two-bit counterfeit ..."

Terra kept walking around, she couldn't hold back the guilt she had felt for leaving. She hated this. She began to ask herself if she should go back.