[she's writing, as he speaks. noting this down for when she doesn't know it later, with an occasional nod at the facts he lays out. there's a somewhat troubled feeling when he mentions giving up years of her life, that willingness to make difficult decisions-- she thought she had some idea of how old she was but evidently even that was off? god.
he would have seen the arm in that memory though, yes!
she doesn't add anything for a few moments after setting the pen down, but she does continue.]
I still can't remember any of it, even with the reminder, but I'll make a note to myself to read this the next time this happens. At least then I'll have some idea, so... thank you.
[another pause, another sort of feeling of uncertainty. she knows who people are, but parts are still missing; she feels like she does trust he'd tell the truth about the things he said, but she wonders about something else, after.]
I'm not very familiar with the person I normally am, right now, but I want to ask you something else. What do you think of me?
[she's considering one or two of those facts, again. a thing or two she skimmed over in her own notes that she doesn't remember ever writing. she only has those words to know what kind of person she actually is.]
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he would have seen the arm in that memory though, yes!
she doesn't add anything for a few moments after setting the pen down, but she does continue.]
I still can't remember any of it, even with the reminder, but I'll make a note to myself to read this the next time this happens. At least then I'll have some idea, so... thank you.
[another pause, another sort of feeling of uncertainty. she knows who people are, but parts are still missing; she feels like she does trust he'd tell the truth about the things he said, but she wonders about something else, after.]
I'm not very familiar with the person I normally am, right now, but I want to ask you something else. What do you think of me?
[she's considering one or two of those facts, again. a thing or two she skimmed over in her own notes that she doesn't remember ever writing. she only has those words to know what kind of person she actually is.]