The question isn't easy to answer. It forces him to crack open a door he thought he'd finally shut for good. Dig his fingernails into a wound he thought had scabbed over.

"I don't know..." Wilhelm drags his hands down his face with a groan. "I guess I'd want to try to make up with him. If he was willing to give me a chance."

Take all the time you need, Simon had said. But you need to figure it out on your own. Since then, he has figured out a few things about the way he wants to live his life. He's done with pretending to be something he's not.

But getting over Simon was also one of the hardest things he's had to do. For nearly a year, Simon's pet goldfish stuck around in his Horizon, leftovers of Wilhelm's desire for things he should've known he couldn't have. It was only a few months ago that he finally brought himself to let them go. He doesn't want to open himself to that hurt all over again.