"I felt horrible because I knew exactly what he would do," Alex said.
"Alex, remember what we talked about?" an older man with grey hair said as he leaned back in a comfortable chair.
Alex sighed. "Shang is me. I am Shang," Alex repeated in a bored and practiced tone.
"Yes," the older man said. "Even though you two have been split into two, you were still the same person before that."
"There are instances where there are actually multiple people living in the same mind, body, and soul, but that was not the case for you."
"Whatever Shang was doing was also your doing. You can't just push all responsibility on Shang's shoulders."
Alex sighed once again. "I get that, but it just doesn't feel like it. After all, I couldn't imagine doing these things. That's not who I am."
"It's not who you are, but it's partially who you were," the older man answered.
