[ that's... a lot to take in. especially all of a sudden, all in one go. you don't wake up in the morning and expect to be showing people the deepest and darkest corners of your heart without a warning. you certainly don't expect to be dropped into a literal hole with no fanfare and have it played like a movie for someone's entertainment.
and that irks him, as he watches what he can only describe as raw vulnerability play out in front of him. there's nothing about this that isn't personal -- lin jingheng being dead isn't such a surprise, they're in hell after all. they're all dead. but seeing the aftermath of a person's grief is different, especially over so many years.
they're all dead, are there people grieving them like this?
it prickles under his skin uncomfortably, thinking of that. especially when he's watching this grief play out in front of him with the subject of that raw pain and trauma, and the heavy step by step of living is stood right next to him.
honestly, he tries to open his mouth to say something, but the screen in front of them doesn't give him a chance. it flickers, and then it immediately fades back in on something else (8:52 - 11:18). and i am so sorry you are getting a face full of what the fuck is aitsf out of context right after that raw as hell memory from lbx ]
this is a lot. there's the strangeness, then the corpse - then the voices of the mother and the little girl, her scream of pain and agony and her apologies that twist up in his chest in the way someone in trouble always hurts him. it's not something he's intimately familiar with, this particular kind of suffering, but he's too empathetic not to feel it, and, frankly -
frankly, he'd way rather focus on that than his own memories, so he's a little relieved, if very, very confused, and all date gets is a - ]
and, well. ouch. he doesn’t like being reminded of failures — who does? but this one is fresh and niggles under the skin a little. not being able to pull mizuki out of her trauma, not doing the right things in her Somnium to unlock the seals that her psyche had placed on her heart.
stepping out and knowing he hadn’t managed to cure her aphonia, and the niggling discomfort and fear of what he’d seen making him worry about iris just has much…
It's a dream influenced by memories that you can access through a specific machine, and working through the memory locks in the Somnium can help them remember something, or help soothe a trauma.
[ whoa. that's fascinating - his nerdy little brain wants to understand that immediately and ask about fifteen thousand questions about the actual machine, but he will not do that to poor date. ]
It sounds like the sort of thing we would use. Or, at least, the kind of thing that might be a part of Eden. Do you work with it often?
If you're thinking of "therapy en route to solving crime", then yes. The girl who that Somnium belonged to found a body -- and traumatised herself mute in the process.
[ well, that kind of makes sense. this he can contextualize - if it's someone's brain, then yeah, maybe they wouldn't see the same body, but someone else they just knew...? who knows. he won't pursue the line of questioning though, instead just pursing his lips briefly, thoughtful. ]
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[ that's... a lot to take in. especially all of a sudden, all in one go. you don't wake up in the morning and expect to be showing people the deepest and darkest corners of your heart without a warning. you certainly don't expect to be dropped into a literal hole with no fanfare and have it played like a movie for someone's entertainment.
and that irks him, as he watches what he can only describe as raw vulnerability play out in front of him. there's nothing about this that isn't personal -- lin jingheng being dead isn't such a surprise, they're in hell after all. they're all dead. but seeing the aftermath of a person's grief is different, especially over so many years.
they're all dead, are there people grieving them like this?
it prickles under his skin uncomfortably, thinking of that. especially when he's watching this grief play out in front of him with the subject of that raw pain and trauma, and the heavy step by step of living is stood right next to him.
honestly, he tries to open his mouth to say something, but the screen in front of them doesn't give him a chance. it flickers, and then it immediately fades back in on something else (8:52 - 11:18). and i am so sorry you are getting a face full of what the fuck is aitsf out of context right after that raw as hell memory from lbx ]
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this is a lot. there's the strangeness, then the corpse - then the voices of the mother and the little girl, her scream of pain and agony and her apologies that twist up in his chest in the way someone in trouble always hurts him. it's not something he's intimately familiar with, this particular kind of suffering, but he's too empathetic not to feel it, and, frankly -
frankly, he'd way rather focus on that than his own memories, so he's a little relieved, if very, very confused, and all date gets is a - ]
What in the world...?
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and, well. ouch. he doesn’t like being reminded of failures — who does? but this one is fresh and niggles under the skin a little. not being able to pull mizuki out of her trauma, not doing the right things in her Somnium to unlock the seals that her psyche had placed on her heart.
stepping out and knowing he hadn’t managed to cure her aphonia, and the niggling discomfort and fear of what he’d seen making him worry about iris just has much…
… mm. ]
I could ask you the same thing.
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deflects ]
It was a long time ago. [ that's a whole ass lie ] Does your world always look like that - is that sort of thing normal...?
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No, it’s not my world exactly. And no, my world doesn’t look like that.
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[ help. let's talk about you date ]
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[ just stares at him. no. ]
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I think I would be, too. Not going to explain at all...?
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[ JUST SAYING ]
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[ ... he tilts his head. ]
Well. None of it there was real. That's a Somnium.
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Somnium? Like a dream?
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It's a dream influenced by memories that you can access through a specific machine, and working through the memory locks in the Somnium can help them remember something, or help soothe a trauma.
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[ whoa. that's fascinating - his nerdy little brain wants to understand that immediately and ask about fifteen thousand questions about the actual machine, but he will not do that to poor date. ]
It sounds like the sort of thing we would use. Or, at least, the kind of thing that might be a part of Eden. Do you work with it often?
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[ :( ]
...
[ he briefly looks amused. ]
It's in my profile. It's my job.
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I meant the therapy part. [ considering all those questions he was asking before trying to make him Talk About Things!!!!!
but now this. ] ...So, was the body in the Somnium the one that she found...?
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That's a side effect of the investigating. Sometimes we focus on it though. [ he'd be a terrible therapist though. ]
No. That was a surprise.
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[ well, that kind of makes sense. this he can contextualize - if it's someone's brain, then yeah, maybe they wouldn't see the same body, but someone else they just knew...? who knows. he won't pursue the line of questioning though, instead just pursing his lips briefly, thoughtful. ]
...Did you end up helping her?
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[ ... ]
She regained her speech a little while afterwards.
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...That's good, at least.
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Yeah.
That was a relief, at least.
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...Want me to stop asking about it?
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What happened?
[ tell your therapist the deets ]
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[ >:( ]
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