[Salieri weighs that, idly pressing his index finger to one of the violin strings, feeling it indent against the pad of his finger]
More that it's...closure, in a way. Figuring out, with all these memories back, who I am at the end of the day. Where I stand in the eyes of others, in the eyes of history as it is. And...moving away from it, too.
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[Salieri weighs that, idly pressing his index finger to one of the violin strings, feeling it indent against the pad of his finger]
More that it's...closure, in a way. Figuring out, with all these memories back, who I am at the end of the day. Where I stand in the eyes of others, in the eyes of history as it is. And...moving away from it, too.