Say you figure out a way that nobody could ever control you, and you no longer have to do any of this. What's next, what does your happy ending look like?
Is "that I understand myself even less than they do" a sufficient answer. For all that it is the truth.
... It's... not really about me, necessarily. But I find that they struggle with the concept of chaos. They think everything that happens to them is part of some grander plan of mine, and not just turns of fate and chance that I'm rarely even particularly involved in. They would have far fewer opportunities to be annoying if they could understand that much.
Hm. Because of the memory loss? Or because you've never really had a chance...
I admit I thought you were deliberately messing with me, when my weapon turned out to be a singing fish. But I'm also a little... [taps the side of her head.]
[just flops back on the floor] As much as I refuse to believe in the concept, I have terrible luck. After awhile, it does all start feeling personal. And that's all you can see anymore.
Guess I don't know how to do that, make my own. But. I think it's starting to. Get better. Because even when luck isn't on my side, I have people who are.
... Oh, and I can fly now. Some. [brightens up, because she'd given up on thinking it was possible.] Been getting the hang of it.
... Yeah, sure. [stands up a bit wobbly. not hurt anymore, just leg gone a bit numb from sitting on it, shakes it out.] Figured out that I can only really manage it when I'm not worrying about everything.
What? No, I don't think there's any fairy glitter involved... [lifts a few inches off the ground, thinking that he likes her~ and that it's sad that he doesn't know wha- oops, her toes touch the ground again.] ... Dangit.
Yeah, I squished Steven and he kept yelling about something called Totoro. I don't know how we're from the same world. [should she try again or is that embarrassing...? no she can't give into those sorts of thoughts.
deep breath, stares down at the squishmallow very intently!]
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... What are you meant to do if you can't answer the question?
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[but, gestures for her to continue.]
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Okay. What's one thing you wished people understood about you better?
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just kinda. leans his head onto his hands.]
Is "that I understand myself even less than they do" a sufficient answer. For all that it is the truth.
... It's... not really about me, necessarily. But I find that they struggle with the concept of chaos. They think everything that happens to them is part of some grander plan of mine, and not just turns of fate and chance that I'm rarely even particularly involved in. They would have far fewer opportunities to be annoying if they could understand that much.
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I admit I thought you were deliberately messing with me, when my weapon turned out to be a singing fish. But I'm also a little... [taps the side of her head.]
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... Oh, and I can fly now. Some. [brightens up, because she'd given up on thinking it was possible.] Been getting the hang of it.
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... Can I see?
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[hes helping]
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deep breath, stares down at the squishmallow very intently!]
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keeps just standing there.] It worked earlier.
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Norway knighted a penguin. He's a brigadier in their army.
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... Another magic system integrated. Fascinating.
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