Well, thank you for that. “Of course I don’t, for me to look exactly like him would be absurd.” We’d be almost like twins… As much as he wanted to vomit at the thought he held it down, be couldn’t stop a shudder from going through his body.
Gwah, Mephiles wasn’t supposed to take that statement entirely literally! Sonic looks away from the other in annoyance, too quickly to see Mephiles’ reaction to what he’d said about Shadow. A part of Sonic felt like Mephiles was messing with him, totally ignoring the fact that this guy might not even have another form like the other Mephiles. The way he’d rationalized it earlier at least.
Sonic turns back towards Mephiles, still with that annoyed look on his face and maybe a hint of anger.
“Shadow dipped in bleach.”
“Shadow dipped in bleach?” The thought made him silently laugh, all he could picture was a completely white hedgehog with a dark expression on his face.
Judging by Sonic’s face, something was indeed misinterpreted. To him, the statement seemed clear as day…
“Do I exist… in your world?” Of course I look like Shadow, I was created from his shadow… And no variation of myself looked EXACTLY like him.