Yeah, basically. Futaba tried explaining it a few times, but it's related to something called cognitive psience. Shit was way outta my league, so I just went along with it. Something to do with individu... individi? Forget it.

[Individuation, the process of learning that a person's societal image that's been learned through various efforts of the superego is just a role, and not the identity of the person who performs that role. Two separate things, and once disjointed, allows the user to grasp onto a power that belongs to themselves and wreak havoc with it. Or something like that. Ryuji should've listened to her more.

So, he'll settle with the idea that it's just a version of himself fighting on his behalf. Ryuji carefully approaches the bed, eyeing Lisa, wondering if she'll open up to him a little bit. She perks her head up, and that's enough of a sign that he shouldn't force the friendship. Maybe it's better to give up and let her come to him. Maybe that'll happen in a year or two.]

Musta gotten real tiring after a while. Keeping track of everything like that. Hell, I know I'd be frustrated if there were two of you in the same room. One of you is enough of a pain in the ass. [Ryuji smirks, trying to make light of a pretty serious implication here. He doesn't really put any bite behind his words though; if anything, it's dumbly fond sounding. Which isn't how he intended on that to go, but whatever.]

I know of a way. Or well, I used to know. It's not really an option anymore, though.