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[tenebraecious]

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[mind_blown]

As long as it's not biased, I can deal with that.

What if I told you I think I'm certifiably crazy?

[tenebraecious]

I would not disagree, only ask what your definition for that term is.

[mind_blown]

Hard to explain. But I got a memory back the other day-- one from when I was a kid.

[tenebraecious]

And what was it about?

[mind_blown]

What it was about doesn't make much difference... It was weird enough, but that seems to be par for the course.

It was the way my mind used to be. Clearer. Not as loud. Proportionate to what most people feel like.

[he may have used Eris Alert to test a few times.]

[tenebraecious]

Well, the thoughts of a child and an adult can be very different. You've, hm, heard the same from other people of our age here? Their minds being like how yours was?

[mind_blown]

I recognize that much. It's not the thoughts that matter.

[he pauses, and shakes his head.]

I don't need to hear it. I can just use Bad End's power to see it. It's not a habit I want to get into, but I've seen enough.

[tenebraecious]

Mm, I wasn't sure how it comes to you. Well, between now and then, something must have happened to you. —That's plain to say, but it is undeniably the case.

[mind_blown]

[ah yeah. he should tell someone besides just his little brother.]

... Yeah, I died.

[tenebraecious]

[hands wrapping around her tea cup, looking down]

I am sorry . . .

[mind_blown]

I don't remember it. I just have context clues from my memories. Talon's got hints in one of the memories he got of me, too. So I know it was probably violent.

[tenebraecious]

[her expression twists some more but reaching a hand out to cover his]

You do not have to be well. Not with that over your head.

[mind_blown]

[He glances down at her hand, and is quiet, thinking for a minute.]

... But if I'm not?

[and then he turns his hand, lightly, letting hers rest in his.]

[tenebraecious]

What of it? If the world can only be filled with people who are right and whole, then it would be quite empty. —We hold a place here.

[and carefully squeezing his hand]

[mind_blown]

[he considers that.]

I guess we do.

[it's somewhat mollifying, even if it's still weighing on him, though now he's studying her.]

[tenebraecious]

[dropping her gaze]

I was dying before I was slain. I hope that I was only wrong since her death.

[mind_blown]

Is the her in this case you, from before?

Or someone else?

[tenebraecious]

Someone else. My mother, she was struck down.

[mind_blown]

Ah... How?

Or, better yet, why?

[tenebraecious]

Either her position as oracle or our connection to another kingdom. I and my brother were made prisoners in her absence which I suspect has effected me. Not identical to you, but I still have similar questions.

[mind_blown]

[honestly, he's glad he knows most of what led up to this. and that none of it had to do with politics or wars.]

So you've been a prisoner since you were a kid, basically.

[tenebraecious]

Yes. My circumstances were fraught, though it pains me to admit that. I can only imagine yours were as well. So, the question is what do we do now with that knowledge?

[mind_blown]

I don't know.

I'm still trying to figure that out. The only thing I can do is manage it.

[tenebraecious]

Manage your thoughts, you mean?

[mind_blown]

Manage my warped mind.