[ having reality-shattering trauma and a perfect memory is, as it turns out, a no-fun combination. he just nods, not quite meeting her eye, he doesn't like talking about it for obvious reasons. but freelancer is freelancer, and its not like they all didn't already know what happened. at least in the broad strokes. ]
I'm used to it. [ just so dryly, but truthful: when the memory is that strong, so deeply-ingrained, its just an inevitable spiral to the same place whenever he's unable to actually control his thoughts. most nights, if not every night. he sure does avoid sleeping until he has to. ] The new part was having visitors.
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I'm used to it. [ just so dryly, but truthful: when the memory is that strong, so deeply-ingrained, its just an inevitable spiral to the same place whenever he's unable to actually control his thoughts. most nights, if not every night. he sure does avoid sleeping until he has to. ] The new part was having visitors.
North got a look, too.