Watched tbhx with my mom and have been trying to figure out why I like Nice so much.
And then it hit me- even in death, even when ur not supposed to exist anymore, when ur supposed to have peace, to be AT peace, to not exist, he was denied that
Now im not certain exactly how he’s still around but i have my ideas, but even without those, he can never rest. he can never be at peace. he can never be himself bc as he himself said, he doesn’t know who that is anymore
Nice is and was and has only ever been a puppet, a mask. A mask for his agency, for his believers, and as much as i love him, for lin ling as well.
Nice haunts the narrative so well that even when he’s alive you dont know who he is or what he really wants.
He is a ghost even to himself.