[she's pushing on the bubble already as it starts to disappear, desperate not to be trapped after experiencing that again. she has to pause for a long moment before responding to get her breathing under control, hearing her pulse pounding in her ears. her first response is snapped out, brittle.]
Because he's a piece of shit, and I never should have—
[there's a moment where she realizes she's lost control of herself and fights to pull it back, taking another breath.]
[ He thinks it's totally valid to be scared of it, but he doesn't say that. She gives her okay, but he still hesitates a moment, watching her expression before looking away. ]
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I think things are... understandably tense. [understatement!!] I might take you up on—
[she doesn't get to finish that thought before they're getting hit with another memory! nice.]
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But he barely finishes the thought before it vanishes into dread. It leaves him nauseous, with a strange unsettling sensation under his skin.
He looks at her in slight disbelief. ]
... Why would someone do that to you?
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Because he's a piece of shit, and I never should have—
[there's a moment where she realizes she's lost control of herself and fights to pull it back, taking another breath.]
...Because some people are terrible.
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... I'm sorry.
[ ... ]
I won't ask about it if you don't want to talk about it.
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[that's absolutely a lie, based on how she reacted, but she wonders whether it'll become a bit more true if she keeps repeating it.]
Sorry. I mean - you can ask whatever you want to.
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How long were you in there?
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It must've been... at least months. I probably should have figured out some way to track the days, but there was no clock and no windows, so...
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People must've been looking for you?