It was difficult to imagine yourself in such a situation in general. You haven't fully realized them yet and haven't put them all in order.

3 Torchbearers. You were fed up with just one, you could barely stand him, honestly, and now there are three of them-..him? And moreover, one of them is a complete empty-head, sitting there and grinning smugly in your direction, with those squinted eyes with red eyeliner.

"I just wanted to help you get into Dema, 'kay? I meant well, they'll disappear anyway...eventually."

The real Torchbearer in the green hoodie tried to justify himself, shrugging his shoulders; he did not hide the fact that he himself didn't really appreciate his two projections. The second projection, calmer and darker-haired, merely glanced at Josh with a raised eyebrow.

"Uh-huh..."

The projection of Josh, with red eyeliner and hair on the back of his head, snorted, shaking his head.